Trapped and cold
My breath forms
Frozen rings of steam
Along the glass wall I’m trapped behind
My lungs burn and ache
My screams
Bounce back at me
Your name echoes inside my ears
Penetrating my emptiness
Pounding my fists
Stomping my feet
A child before you
Retaliating
My tantrum is all you perceive
You’re mistaken
Validation is what I seek
The balm I believe I need
One sign
One message
Anything resembling
Once thought truth and promises
Something I can again believe
Instead my soul dies
Shut away in this cold place
My prison
Erected and sealed
Out of sight
Out of mind
Turning your back
Leaving me to freeze
To beg and plead
To suffer
Slowly suffocating
My luster gone
My passion extinguished
Till there’s nothing left of me
When nothing is something and therefore everything, our focus turns to pleasure. Let your muse delight, it wants to...
ReplyDeleteWow...I think it's great that you can express yourself in your poetry.
ReplyDeletewow, just wow
ReplyDeleteWOW more crap ..... repressed and unrequited, poor poor you
ReplyDeleteDu Hast Mesht, what the fuck? Maybe you meant "Du Hast Mich" either way, "You got me". Imbecile.
ReplyDeleteAs for my real comment. Girl, you're touching on Depeche Mode lyrical emotives. Kinda digging this vibe.
ReplyDeleteThis one might be my fav. It's still riveting each time I read it.
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