Lost Child
She feels so lost so left behind
So forgotten the empty agony of it
Feels as if its literally crushing her into the ground
She can feel the shackles
On her wrists, ankles, neck and waist
Bounding her inside
She comes to this house feeling like
A prisoner on death row
But the pain never stops
The torture just drags on till she feels like she cant breathe
There is nothing more that she desires but to be free
She tires of these faceless walls
Of this empty house
She tires of being treated like a speck of a person
She tires of playing in a game where no one plays fair
She carries this unfulfilled weight on her soul
She's in isolation
Stuck in a cage left behind
watching the world go by trying,
Fighting so hard to get out to reach out to someone
yet when she attains brief glimpes of freedom
its as if everyone and everything
Around her as grown past the point of needing her
Its like she barely exsists anymore
she feels herself slipping fading away
Until she's nothing more than a shadow
How long she vanishes all together
Into nothing more than a haunting melody on the winds
Copyright © Dana Gayle | Year Posted 2013
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