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Blaise Tyler Beach
Poems
Jul 2011
Thinking Is My Prison
Scarcely aware as it runs
Fluid dripping by the tons
As done by millions
I lose myself within it all
As my soul becomes a dark ball
Darkening as I plunge and fall
First come the cement walls…
Ripped from my life, yet never in death
Escape supposedly comes from ****
Yet like her, it only takes my breath
Tripping on the lie
That once made me try
Even if it could make me die
Next come the cold steel bars…
Breathing in death, or perhaps sleep
I try to hold my keep
But all emotions, they simply seep
Forever I die, forever I think
This, I know, is permanent like ink
But all is gone within a blink
At last, the guard, myself, takes his post…
I try and fail
Unable to afford bail
As I wait in my self-made jail.
Written by
Blaise Tyler Beach
M/Parma, Ohio
(M/Parma, Ohio)
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