enslaved by my thoughts,
circling in the ring
of wrong choices.
Web net of addictions,
in a world with
no one to talk to.
Imprisoned by loneliness,
my body turns into stone.
Progress impossible.
Mind deflecting from reality,
redemption in imagination.
Abstract as it appears
my days are.
I hear rumors of a change …,
until than I remain cuffed
in the arms of the past.
Cold hug, I can’t stand,
without ability to fight it.
I pray for the power,
to get out of the shell,
can not rot in this hell.
For a smile I please a lot,
keep him by my side
and not to loose
him again in vein.
That is when I open
the door to pain.
So I beg to loose
the keys for eternity.
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