Desolation

A Poem by Doggo

Trapped inside my mind
I'm living a paradox
Residing in a place which is unconfined
Chained by the hands of clocks

Running out of breaths to take
Suffocating in emotions that I cannot seem to control,
And in every moment I smile I break
Time seems to have swallowed me whole

Inside a world which is forgotten
Resides a buried house of memory
Inside which my heart was trodden
To subject me to unfathomable misery

Alas, such is the joy of pain
That it makes me a masochist
I crave for it over and over again
Became my own antagonist

Or, is that I'm scared that happiness will come only to go away
Is my mind playing tricks on me?
Trapped inside my mind in the bright nights and gloomy days
Is this poetry or my insanity plea?

Are these verses a subliminal clue?
That I have truly lost my mind
If so, I feel as good as new
I'm leaving myself behind

The demons that I've given birth to
A little smile they creek
And now in every thing I do
I can see a little freak

Inside my mind I made
A world, which is slowly falling apart
All the purity I had in me it fades
To desolation, this is my start.