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Jul 2013
Fear was around me.

Staring through the cracks in the wall...
no one knows that I'm here...
lost track of days being alone...
caught in the grips of fear....
left my home to find my way...
captured and tortured,ransom to pay...
all my dreams are drifting away....
maybe I can see the sun again ; shining through me someday...
  
The vision slot which is my own...
opens briefly just at dawn...
angry eyes look inside...
making sure that I do abide...
all day long and night too...
I pray to God I'll see you...
I pray today although it seems in vain....
How long can I bear this mental strain?
  
Sleepless nights plague me..
My mind is restless and frightful ...
These wicked thoughts haunt my existence..
Will there be an end? Can I be forgiven?
Twisted and torn. I don't understand what I've become
Loved not by many, but by some..
  
Too long have I sat in the dark
All of  my fear playing my mind like a children's' park
Surrender now? Is that what  you believe?
No thanks it's not something I even conceive..
Jesse Belcher
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Jesse Belcher
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   Weeping willow
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