Escape
It's broken and torned
the door is wide open
i entered the chamber
i think life has spoken.
The melody from it
is tearing my senses
i'm stunned, devastated,
i'm not ready for it.
Something has happened,
but i will ignore it
i'm careless but shrieking,
i won't even insure it.
My work has been broken
my ego is waken.
What have i done
all hours are taken.
This was my fixation
I am not free
this is obscure
far from salvation.
Copyright © Lana Lana | Year Posted 2017
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