My mind...
Occupied by thoughts of us
Thoughts of you
Memories not so faded
Emotions take over loudly drowning me.
The wars we started never ended
Offended
Hurt, upset and disturbed
Clawing desperately until my nails replaced by flesh and blood
Trying desperately to escape you
Like quicksand you are
Posing as that which, you are not
Nearer you lure me
Unassuming I’m engulfed
Confined to your trap
Urged to surrender to the darkness that is you
–but to keep fighting I must
For you do not exist except for in my mental
My psychological prison
I hold myself captive
Subjected to my cruel emotions
I hold the key to my freedom
I release you
Sending you into exile
Vacant you disappear from me and clarity is mine again.
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PART ONE It’s like we never met Staring in the eyes of regret Seeing you with your face on We journeyed till we faced off Literally in limbo Bending over backwards -how How low can we go before we all fall down and become merely ashes meaningless dust? Falling out over mistrust Holding out Discussions fueled by lust Road trippin’ , road ragin' Backtracking, we got lost on our way Retracing our steps to find out where we left ourselves Looking out for land-markers in the search for direction Trying to blend into a void that goes only one direction Hoping to fill it via the art of deception Masterfully avoiding detection Setting fire to apprehension left ablaze to sway this way to obstruct the views of the other Otherwise known as another PART TWO We operate, we cruise in and out of crews Then we cut to the chase racing to acquire singing in the name of our hearts desire To raise up a chest that cages a heart that can’t even be reached via long distance or spare a minute for local calls or receive texts “Locked up they won’t let me out” cries of the heart that is protected from freedom and hurts to be heard and longs to be seen… begging for airtime pleading to break out and be broken in, put to work to elude the default For you are not alone, you are only lonely hearts chained behind barricades of property and offers claimed for a rate with taxes included and prices that are subject to change…. For we are not alone we are only lonely hearts chained behind barricades of property and offers claimed for a rate with taxes included and prices that are subject to change…. …. signals dropped No longer in range cries of the heart.
By Miss Davis4 years ago in Poets
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