Prison

Prison

A Poem by Gaige

Warped within a conscious mind
A dimly lit room shed of skin
Eyes for damnation and the proud man's sin
I hate the crossing over
In my shadowy mind I wear my prison

Built up from jilted memory
A sense of morals dulled by apathy
Close to man than I wish to be
A wallowing sufferer of delusion

I want to feel cleansing
Narcissistic and pure of memory
A gamble society prays to lose
Fateless nomad humble and meek
Will die to give the truth
Haunted in hunt for loving belief

© 2012 Gaige


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How come this has no more reviews? Love the simple title and the imagery and vocabulary in this. Really nice.

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Gaige
Gaige

Folsom, CA



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