Your Prison
If only the screams were outside my head
Loud enough to deafen the masses
And shatter the glass of your heart
A heart you keep all up inside
Inside the walls of your hollow soul
Empty and vacant
Ghostly
Almost
Near enough to taste
And sweeter than syrup
But when left out
And set up
Crystallized to marble
The fortress is a prison
To keep your evil away
But the eminence of your ego
Is absolute power
So how do I break open my soul?
And pour out the hope over you?
Without any relenting
Emptying me to near nothingness
Copyright © Eckho Scott | Year Posted 2019
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