living deadA Poem by Millzy86 written 2003
Laying in my room at night
As shadows cross the floor Longing for the welcome daylight Longing for more At the witching hour I still roam Hearing every creak in this abandoned home Waiting for release, like a dove Yet I’m still desolate of love Anger frustration and fury Swimming in my head Convicted without a jury Bound in this daunting prison Dead! © 2015 Millzy86 |
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Millzy86New ZealandAboutI am just a normal person but I use poetry to express the things I can't say. Still very much an amateur but I just wrote what comes. I'm open to criticism as it helps refine the hand. more..Writing
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