Eliel Vasquez Poet I do not know?

Childhood Dissaray

It’s been years since I’ve went back
To that hole I grew up in
Surrounded by pitch black walls
And cold nights like you can’t imagine
Always in the corner of the room
With my knees and arms held together
Laying my head down, thinking….
That this misery can last forever
And as each day grew colder
My soul then became even darker
I forgot about happiness,
That in this life that’s what mattered…
I’ve seen the future…
I’ve seen the chaos yet to come
And I’ve begun my preparations
Never look back, just run…
That old house I grew up in
A life without meaning, a life filled with sins
A time of only sadness
Only horrid memories it holds within
I cry at the thought of returning
To that place I call hell…
That when we finally rest our eyes
It’s in that vile place my soul will dwell…


Eliel202

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Sara Kendrick January 12, 2011 at 7:00 AM Reads like a terrible and tortured childhood that you had or is it just a topic that you have chosen upon which to write..Very expressive and descriptive work..Sara