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Nov 2015
Behind a wall of glass,
And there's no turning back now.
I can't say why I'm here,
I can't speak any words.
I can't confront my fears,
And the sinking feeling is only getting worse.

In a glass box,
The outside world can't hear my shouts.
Water keeps filling,
My time is running out.

Can't break the barriers,
And no one's gonna save me.
My hope is wearing thin,
I sink into the deep.
The thoughts just race within,
My lungs gasping, my heart starts to bleed.

Bleed out everything I've ever loved,
And my dreams can spill their guts.
My bloodied hands,
Scraping, so tired.
I can't understand,
The point of my ******* desire.

Air escapes my throat,
Through a slit I carved by myself.
I'm in a glass box,
And the outside world is slipping away.
I won't wait.
Alex Kuntz
Written by
Alex Kuntz  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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