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Apr 2019
Don't punish me for my words
It's not your place to determine their worth

I've been in a place that is no more
I haven't stepped out, I can't find the door

You're a poison, you're a venom, you eat me away
You're toxic, you're faking, you're making me pay

At last I can see the shape closing in on itself
I'm still gripped by the same hand that I held

You can't see passed what you choose to see
You don't seem to notice when I can't even breathe

I'm searching, I'm looking for the place I belong
But it's missing, it's stolen, it seems to have gone

I'm a possession thats missing from and longing for my home
But the home does not notice for I am merely a ghost
Kylie Cannon
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Kylie Cannon  28/F/still in michigan
(28/F/still in michigan)   
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