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feeling trapped but i am not confined all of my fears inside my mind can't scream, can't run, nowhere to hide alarms are blaring, i'm dressed in white i'm choking, i'm falling i don't know why the sky is blue, birds are singing i'm treated well but my ears are still ringing i'm running as far, as far as i can from all that is good, from a stand-up man still, nothing is wrong but the alarms keep going it could be a false alert but i won't risk not knowing as i am looking back on all the bridges i've burned and nothing has changed, not a lesson was learned my heels are callused, my tears run dry i tread onward leaving behind the birds and the sunshine and flowers that may bloom for the fear i may **** them, i presume so the seeds go unplanted and i'll sit in the rain because it hurts way less when you're prepared for the pain
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Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 9:33 PM UTC
the runaway
feeling trapped but i am not confined all of my fears inside my mind can't scream, can't run, nowhere to hide alarms are blaring, i'm dressed in white i'm choking, i'm falling i don't know why the sky is blue, birds are singing i'm treated well but my ears are still ringing i'm running as far, as far as i can from all that is good, from a stand-up man still, nothing is wrong but the alarms keep going it could be a false alert but i won't risk not knowing as i am looking back on all the bridges i've burned and nothing has changed, not a lesson was learned my heels are callused, my tears run dry i tread onward leaving behind the birds and the sunshine and flowers that may bloom for the fear i may **** them, i presume so the seeds go unplanted and i'll sit in the rain because it hurts way less when you're prepared for the pain
an autobiography
ames
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Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 9:33 PM UTC
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