"Stuck in a Box"
I am on the outside, I’m looking in/
These demons wrestle in my mind, they never give me “peace of mind”/
It’s a lost battle that I’m confined/
And I am running out of time/
Time I never had…Why I am stuck in a dark and depressing place/
I shed so many tears I can’t see your face/
I’ve lost all grace/
My heart has bled and died/
I can not cry/
I have shed my last tears inside/
In my head the bombs and there guns are fired on me with no place to hide/
Engine Blast!!!…kerosene gas/
waiting for the ticking to stop at last/
He’s handicap, but only his bodies cracked/
Like a hatred flap across his back/
There’s so much I lack/
knowledge is wack…/
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