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Jan 2018
As I sit in this fire
I realize it's what I've always desired.
Ive stranded myself in this hell.
In here is where I dwell.
It's crowded in this room.
I know I won't get out of this soon.
You see, I created my own hell.
Just for me. Not anyone else.
It's I who must suffer.
Only me alone.
Each passing day the fire takes a new tone.
I wish that I could go back.
Back to the place I once called home
But I burned it to the ground.
I messed up when I lost my self control.
My pain got a hold of me.
My anger was a release.
Everything about it was a little bittersweet.
I started getting scared.
My family did too.
I tried to play it off.
I did the best I could,
But I was an open flame
When I caught myself in the mirror.
All I could see was shame.
The pain just kept on coming
The God's I called summoning.
No one ever answered.
I don't think they cared.
So I chose this for myself.
That's why I'm stuck here.
Living in my personal hell.
Crystalmcconnell
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Crystalmcconnell  21/F/Garland
(21/F/Garland)   
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