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Sep 2018
The house draws cold
The soul seeps low
Where did my life just go
Like a snail from its shell
Like a butterfly from its cocoon
I am lifeless
Tried from nothing
My blood turns dry
My mind speaks lies
Tricking reality to believe fallacies
Never again
Rise again
No breath
No chance
I feel weightless
Outside my body but inside my mind
Trapped between realms
Blind by truth but have no alibis
Drink my words
Fill my soul
Don't worry my body will take the toll
Like a house on sand
It brings me down but-walls stay sound
Open doors let it in
This house draws the cold in
I come back down
****** back up
Wake in sweat
All alone
Loneliness is all that's known
A dream I had in which I was dead but my soul wouldnt leave my body but didnt understand what it meant and its drove me insane.
Jacob s gurrola
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Jacob s gurrola  28/M/Chula vista
(28/M/Chula vista)   
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