A delusion,
from my brain,
the constant chatter,
my thoughts scatter
until it starts the pouring rain
alone i'm not, i knew that much
yet the feelings never cease
or decrease
The facade invites you in,
until you see what it does, within.
doors opening,
to be shut by the tender hand.
Had I left this long ago, a ghost of what I was before
I'd be gone, not caring
Like a dog, unwavering
until you give me my treat
tell me to succeed,
as I force myself to move it along.
Happiness within, a tight fit.
almost choking my subconscious.
Almost killing me within.
Death by thine invisible hands
gripping tightly at my brain.
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