
Rage, resentment, fuel and fire
Burning within. Burning desire.
Killing the soft, delicate touch
The end never comes. It's never enough.
I try to give in. I try to resist
But it pushes me further. It. Just. Persists.
Prevalent as ever, it knows no bounds.
This hatred within me, forces me down.
And kills my tongue, and shuts my eyes
and pushes me further beyond my mind!
.
..
...
A mind that holds a valiant a fight
Against a memory held so tight.
A fight that's held within a cage.
A cage that holds a furious rage.
A cage who's bars are buried so deep,
To carry them would make you weep.
And weep I do, with painful tears.
I close my eyes and cover my ears.
I shut my mouth and hold it in.
Hoping to never remember again.
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