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Aug 2014
Im clean yet *****
White fur yet ***** paws
Ashes
The world became a dream

Thoughts were too loud

No need to shed a tear
Ill cry on my own in fear
Thoughts became to loud
Didn’t now I could be in a cloud

I wanted to feel the heart in my chest
Brain locked up in its own death,
No time to rest

Time cries away its seconds and the days slow down to a creep
Years go up





I don’t wanna be
The man I was supposed to be.
I am guilty, of being me
Cant you see?

Im locked at my feet,
In a game that you cant cheat,
Whos supposed to win?
when its only versus us within?

Cut me loose from this chain,
I have it all there is to gain,
Oh this is inhumane,
I just want to give away all this pain.
Kyle Hughes
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Kyle Hughes
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