Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2014
The city inside my head
never sleeps.
When I go to bed, the noise
doesn't cease.
Rapists and murderers
roam the streets.
Taking advantage of anyone,
anything and they won't leave.
Leaving me no choice but
lock away my key.
Never to be touched again,
no more me.
John
Written by
John  28/M/New York
(28/M/New York)   
295
   unknown
Please log in to view and add comments on poems