Afflicted
I am locked
Bolted hard.
Yet feelings can sneak
Under cracks
I want to cement the floors
Nobody's suppose to be here
I'm supposed to be void
of feeling
Why can't one thing in my life be consistant?
Can't you hear this?
I don't want love
I don't want hate
what I want is nothing
What I want is peace
But I heard peace only comes
After the storm
Is that why your forcing these
feelings to reach me?
Why your forcing me to swallow
them down?
Your spoon feeding me
Until I can feel the aches
I tried to escape
But obviously
Even in a bolted down room
With cement covering up every hole
My heart will still be afflicted by this
This called love
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