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Jul 2018
If only the world had a corner for all these feelings to be thrown out. The suffering has crushed me down again and the thought of breathe seems hopeless. The only action that does not cross with my feelings to survive is now a burden to me too. I need reassurance and a little bit of effort, I am capable of understanding that nothing stops a person from getting what they want.. why can’t I get to you? And what is this determination of putting your ego and pride above me. If only you knew how the sunsets and sunrises come in action by the sound of your voice. I just hope that I’ll find my getaway from these trapped feelings that drain every optimism left in me. Im trapped and I am surely trapped in a cage of trouble.
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     ---, Rob Rutledge and Austin Ryskamp
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