Left In a Zone
Imagine what it is like to hear voices in your head.
From this to that; yet you can't go to be.
What was it that you bread; was it the things you left unsaid.
Mommy,daddy; do this do that.
Not a sound from them when their hitting that crack.
Left in the zone; not even a moan.
Yet you roam in this world feeling alone.
Copyright © Eboni Pennington | Year Posted 2011
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