Scars criss cross my mind
Faded lines tangled like a web
The web of fears deep within me
Has my heart in a chokehold
And keeps me trapped within my anxieties
My pale skin and fat rolls become more rigid
Like the iron bars on a gilded cage
My words are trapped in the prison I've become
Social obligations becoming my shackles
Due dates I'm too weary to handle
And events I won't attend
My body has become my prison,
But there's no bail,
The security too strong for a jail break
All there is is eternity,
And a lifetime sentence
Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 9:21 AM UTC
Scars criss cross my mind
Faded lines tangled like a web
The web of fears deep within me
Has my heart in a chokehold
And keeps me trapped within my anxieties
My pale skin and fat rolls become more rigid
Like the iron bars on a gilded cage
My words are trapped in the prison I've become
Social obligations becoming my shackles
Due dates I'm too weary to handle
And events I won't attend
My body has become my prison,
But there's no bail,
The security too strong for a jail break
All there is is eternity,
And a lifetime sentence
Whoops I wrote this instead of studying for exams
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