The hatred inside
Boils my bones
It feels like the sun
Is wrenching at my heart
I can't escape
Because I am
My own prison
This could end
But only by one way
Yet I may be stuck
In this hollowed corpse
The nothingness inside
Is a dark abyss
Filled with monsterous
Creatures
Waiting to attack
If only I had
A weapon
To fend for myself
Against myself
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 4:44 PM UTC
The hatred inside
Boils my bones
It feels like the sun
Is wrenching at my heart
I can't escape
Because I am
My own prison
This could end
But only by one way
Yet I may be stuck
In this hollowed corpse
The nothingness inside
Is a dark abyss
Filled with monsterous
Creatures
Waiting to attack
If only I had
A weapon
To fend for myself
Against myself
I wrote this really quick in class when I got bored. I know it's kind of all over the place but you know. School brings this out of me....
