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I came here to seek refuge I came here and slept in refuse And when I searched for help, I found no love​ When I cried for freedom, I couldn’t see above So I gave my life, heart to you I fell into you and found refuge I fell into you and I couldn’t refuse You took my life and squeezed me dry You burnt my soul and left me high So I lost my head, myself to you All I wanted was refuge All I wanted was not to be refused Exchanging depression for oppression Repression for apparent expression And I gave my love, my whole to you What I found was false refuge What I needed was to refuse I worked the night and pushed the day I cruised for hope and fought dismay Not for me, I fought for you Time slowed and all became pain I held my breathe and felt the strain You tore my heart out from my chest Held it above its open nest You said you left me. But I left you And now I clearly live in refuge And sleep in peace and always refuse I want the finer things in life Not to be the minor thing in life I fight for me now not for you
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Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 11:38 AM UTC
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I came here to seek refuge I came here and slept in refuse And when I searched for help, I found no love​ When I cried for freedom, I couldn’t see above So I gave my life, heart to you I fell into you and found refuge I fell into you and I couldn’t refuse You took my life and squeezed me dry You burnt my soul and left me high So I lost my head, myself to you All I wanted was refuge All I wanted was not to be refused Exchanging depression for oppression Repression for apparent expression And I gave my love, my whole to you What I found was false refuge What I needed was to refuse I worked the night and pushed the day I cruised for hope and fought dismay Not for me, I fought for you Time slowed and all became pain I held my breathe and felt the strain You tore my heart out from my chest Held it above its open nest You said you left me. But I left you And now I clearly live in refuge And sleep in peace and always refuse I want the finer things in life Not to be the minor thing in life I fight for me now not for you
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Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 11:38 AM UTC
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