IncarcerationA Poem by The High PoetThis is just a ruff draft so it is pretty raw. Hope you like it :)
Previous Version This is a previous version of Incarceration. I lost myself when I was in that place Now there is no smile on my face Ever since, I have had bad dreams Waking up my wife with my screams **** I feel like something was ripped away It's getting worse every day How do I make these flashbacks stop I look like I'm here but really I'm not **** A shell of a man that I used to be Are you looking for me? Can you really see The pain hidden just behind my eyes Or can you not see through my disguise **** I wear so many masks and I am loosing myself The stress has already started to affect my health So many panic attacks though out the day I'm sorry I've run out of things to say
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Added on May 3, 2010Last Updated on May 3, 2010 AuthorThe High PoetGuelph, Guelph, CanadaAboutOnce I ran and hid my face Scared to face my disgrace Always running no way out Now I stand and shout THESE ARE MY RHYMES! When I write it's like I have tapped into some kind of creative ener.. more..Writing
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