how did you come to this?
i wonder
is your soul as black and hallow
as your eyes disguise
with empty stares and erratic laughs
you're obsessive and compulsive
like the laps you take around the house
and the holes in the walls from slamming doors
what happens when your home
becomes an empty place
and you're all alone
in an unsafe space
filled with ghosts
the living dead
empty stares and empty hallways
it kills me in more ways
everyday
how did it come to this!
padlocks, chains and caution tape
keeping it all away to tame your habits
you cant have coffee, coke nor cigarettes
my father screaming things you should never hear
and you screaming things that are so unclear
the screaming almost as loud as my brain
how am i meant to find peace inside
this prison of pain?
-t.c
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When Winter Wallows
Poesiamy poetry collection -tc {all writing & photos are my own}
