Marred

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Smiling as I'm being bullied into fear
Walking as I'm being pushed,all the way to the wall
I have a lot to say but my mouth won't open.

My lips tightly closed and sewn together
My thoughts racing,running like a toy train
I would speak if my words weren't strewn all over.

Help me! I wish to voice
Save me I wish to say,but to who?
I'd try and cry once more
If the perpetrators weren't the same saviours I yearn for.

Luvre blade mindset,sharp yet numb
No one understands what 'rubbish' I say
My heart has lost its greasing,its screws fall out hopelessly
I'll think of what exactly I did wrong,if I didn't have enough to ponder.

Oiled with hatred,nourished with spite
Clothed with pain and accessorized with gloom
Help,I dare croak but my friend is my foe.



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