Do I write Poems?
Or do I plagarize his mind.
Do I press a jagged pen
Williningly into his tortured flesh?
Do I own these words?
Are they on lease from his screams?
Do I lock the door?
With his pounding to be freed?
My body, my mind
If you don't like it get out
Your words are nightmares
I suppose we both are prisoners
Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 8:47 PM UTC
Do I write Poems?
Or do I plagarize his mind.
Do I press a jagged pen
Williningly into his tortured flesh?
Do I own these words?
Are they on lease from his screams?
Do I lock the door?
With his pounding to be freed?
My body, my mind
If you don't like it get out
Your words are nightmares
I suppose we both are prisoners
