
A place where there's nothing and you only have yourself, and sometimes, you don't even have that.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 176 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 04-08-06 - id: 2149450
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Locked in this room
Nothing inside
Within my prison
I cannot hide
The fact that my sanity
Is still running thin
That everything's outside
And I'm locked in.
I walk to the wall
Its emptiness, pain,
I touch its blank surface
Then sit down again
A sealed chamber
With nothing inside
A sealed prison
Where I'm forced to hide.
The mind, it cries out
For freedom again
But its only true gift
Is even more pain.
A permanent settlement
With no relief still
Draining my consciousness
And my own will.
The prison it holds me
Taunting me so
With no place to hide
And no place to go.
The laughter begins
And the mania starts
I can hear my pulse quickening
With my still-beating heart
Sweat pouring down
Eyes growing dry
Skin feeling cold
Thoughts all awry
A place of containment
For the powerful soul
A place where all thoughts
Brand new and old
Are sentenced to locking
Them inside the mind
A door to the outside
I pray I shall find.
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