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You are my prison;
there is no escape.
When I once tried,
I was only put back in my cell -
you were my guard;
and for all eternity,
I play your princess.
Chasing each moment,
as a pendulum swings on and on.
Dancing in the flight
of a sensitive mystery.
When the light switches on,
I stand there frozen.
An emotive string flows
through me and throughout.
The laws of unrequitement
damper all the smiles.
The flaws of each entity,
tear my soul thin as ice.
I know what must be done,
but can't bring myself
to let go.
Here I am,
sitting here,
taking this personality test,
and it's as if,
I don't know the answers
to questions
that have no wrong answers;
it's like I don't know
myself
anymore.
This prison holds me tight
and spits on me,
but I will not show weakness
and I will not give in.
For, the battle may be won,
but the war has just begun.
It used to be simple,
but life is not a freebie.
Now I find myself searching,
but people cannot see me.
I'm learning all the facts,
but my memory is whack.
I am right on time,
but I am right off track.
What is time anyway?
You ever thought of that?
I put myself before the clock,
so I'm next up to bat.
I take a swing and I dream
about life as a welcome mat.
If more people opened up,
then everyone would think like that.
Cut my hair for something fresh,
so I don't have to spend the cash.
Working hard to carry on,
remembering just where I'm at.
So much stress in each chapter,
but please don't ever look back.
Life is full of hope and darkness,
nothing is ever exact.
I went to Mars alone,
to sleep in the craters,
only to realize,
I would wake in a sandstorm.
we took flight
on the highest of highs;
some obsession
that was in disguise
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