Trap

I'm trap in this cage consume with rage.
With a heart as cold as the ice age.
Walking through the valley of darkness.
The pain of my pass I can't suppress.
As the blood drip down my neck.
Barely breathing my soul is a wreck.
but I'm still human even though my soul is cold.
Got me wondering  when will my destiny unfold.
Am I doomed to live this life.
Running from society living by this knife.


Dion A Bess
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deathrhyme

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Jay Loveless

June 8, 2009 at 11:36 AM

Again, Your Words Are Powerfull. Peace. Forever Boo Boo

Julie Loveless

April 26, 2009 at 1:33 PM

wow this is powerfull, great write!

L'Nass Shango

March 16, 2009 at 6:58 PM

We are not trapped if we know we are, we make many paths looking for the door, and all of them useful, most time to someone else, they will know the way not to go. Your write is your search, like footsteps your scream. Listen to the beat of your heart, it is the wings of your words. I fly with you, feeling your words. Peace and Love