
twisted and tormented
in a dancing flame
i was shackled and bound
with only myself to blame
I choose the wrong path
and I had hate in my heart
until I was saved
and giving a new start
freed from captivity
I see the world differently
learning consistently
spreading love
no hostility
sharping my ability
writing poems
with proficiency
until I die
baring my soul
for all to see
Signed the dreamer
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loneliness
I know it to well
I have no friends
no one to tell
the pain I feel inside
is to much to contain
are these tears of sadness
or are they tears of pain
some people have it worse
so who am I to complain
so I bottle the hurt
and act like I'm sain
like these demons aren't haunting me
wishing to see me fail
my mind was a temple
now my mind is a jail
psychosis has won
at least for now
so ill end this poem
with one question
how
About the Creator
Steve James Lockhurst
just a person trying to understand his own self, and expressing my thoughts the only way i know how, i hope you enjoy


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