My Own Created Hell
The tears fall, but nobody knows
My mind wanders where nobody goes
I fall into a deep, dark, ditch
I'm cursed by this evil, wicked, witch
The pain, the sorrow
Promises me no tomorrow
The hurt for these past three years
Breaks off shards of crystal mirrors
My soul is devoured
I'm backed up into a corner like a coward
It's so dark I can't see my hands
It's so cold like a wondered ice land
The walls they feel like their caving in
Like I'm trapped in this evil bubble of sin
I open my mouth to find my voice was not there
I open my eyes and can't see anywhere
I let my eyes decieve me to what he truly was
It usually doesn't work my way, it never does
So here I stay, stuck in this Hell
Right now I'm not doing too well
He broke me to pieces
And I latched on like killer leaches
Now the only thing left is to sit here and wait
Wait until this demon decides my fate...
Copyright © Holly Knoles | Year Posted 2011
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