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Jul 2011
I'll Turn...try to run away.
I won't get too far, I'll come back to stay.
My mind is blank, so full of thought.
My heart is happy, and I see the sorrow it's brought.

Brought upon myself, brought upon you.
I have my goals set, I know not what to do.
I'm lying unconscious, and yet wide awake.
My soul is corrupted, and I'm fine all the same.

I'm so confused, my mind is so clear.
I'm scared to death that I have no fears.
I feel so heavy as I'm walking on thin air.
I've gone hundreds of miles, and yet been nowhere.

I'm standing alone in this dark crowd.
I'm being drenched with rain, still, there are no clouds.
The sun hurts my eyes on this cold dark night.
I've been corrupted, and everything's all right.

Going into the future, reliving the past.
Building everything up, and its falling away so fast.
I'm lost, and I know exactly where I am.
Once destined to go to heaven, yet I'm already ******.

The sun's heat scorches me, and the sun has burned out.
I'm made of stone, and starting to break down.
I'm far below the surface, watching from above.
Corrupted by hate, and so deep in love.
John Chris Risner
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