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Aug 2015
I feel trapped in this world, with no way to escape
I tap upon the glass of my subconscious mind
But they echo no more from my room of confinement
And instead they vanish. **** and leave me behind

I've thought this over thoroughly but never had the gall
To step down to that crooked slab of asphalt underneath
Instead, these thoughts, they bounce around and cause a chain reaction
That exposes daily reasoning as a sword without its sheath

The sheath; a sense of normalcy, not elsewhere to be found
Overcome by spikes in temper, putting ties in danger
Of whom I love and whom I ultimately care about
Suddenly and unbeknownst to me, becoming strangers

Depression dulls the blade's sharp edge
Where confidence had once been rested
Anxiety loosens the hilt with doubt
Rendering potential nigh ineffective

Hatred of person in all past events
Where regret is an outlying feature of memory
Hesitance an outlying feature of future
And behind is left a feeling of agony

To top it all off, there's the constant harassment
Where progress in peace achieved is a minimal
Where the freedom of speech is abused as a right
By these sadists of mankind, true message subliminal

Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words will never hurt me

Was the biggest lie ever told to children
As they cut deep psychologically

But no matter how down in the dumps I become
I never give up and I strive for the best
So when I finally get to stare Death in the face
I can welcome him warmly with a gentle caress
Dustin A Owens
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Dustin A Owens  Franklin, IN
(Franklin, IN)   
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