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Dec 2021
Living a life of emotions never in a clear white or black my life is an illusion, imprisoned to my own thoughts only my mind is the cell . My heart heavy bleed to pain ,I try to scream to let it all out but the pain is just that too much, it lives me voiceless unsure of whom to tell or where to go .My life is no fairly tale because lonely is what my heart feels beating to sorrow but still hoping for a better tomorrow my mind trapped in thoughts doubting if tomorrow ever comes. Can please someone help me because everytime I wake up I wake up with a broken heart . Am a person in human form with a heart in broken pieces Can somebody help me can somebody  hear me . Dying slowly without anyone's notice but I know am the reason for all this . I got a loaded gun and pulled the trigger in my head only the bullet went  in my heart  and it taking control damaging my body and soul .Am dying in slow motion lost in my emotions can someone help me am doing well have lost it all ,tried of trying thinking of letting go .
Imprisoned to our own thoughts
Julius Mwanja Jr
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Julius Mwanja Jr  24/M/Zambia
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