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Jan 2021
Glass walls that I thought I was about to break through. But these glass walls won't shatter; they just get stronger. I don't know how to break them. I can feel the chains wrapping around me holding me back. The voice has already returned. The floor is slowly opening and the chains begin to drag me down. Back down to the darkest parts of my mind that I fear I will not escape this time. Someone please save me from myself before it's too late. for this is a fight I am not ready to take this on again let alone all by myself.
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samchristo  17/F
(17/F)   
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     --- and Bogdan Dragos
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