my prison
By Crimson_Angel
People warned me,
told me what i was getting into.
But i was blinded by
emotions.
It seemed like the right
thing to do.
I left my friends and family
threw away my life,
all for you.
Now, i just wanna be
who i used to be.
Get away from the pain.
Every night i lay
on the floor in a puddle
of my own blood.
My soul is fading.
Im turning into you.
You're my fear.
How do i get out of here?
This prison i created.
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Copyright 2004 Crimson_Angel
Published on Monday, July 12, 2004.
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On Wednesday, May 7, 2008, Dark Goth
(43) wrote:
I recently went through this by making these same decisions and making a prison for myself. funny how these words mean nothing until you really experience it then it means everything.
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On Wednesday, November 17, 2004, ONEANDLONELY
(114) wrote:
Where are you? This is good.