I can't get pass the boundaries,
That have been placed into my head,
It's the pain my heart caries,
That makes me wish I was dead.
It's the pain that hurts the most,
That I try the hardest to ignore,
Yet it haunts me like a ghost,
And it's looking for a war.
It's the things I can't change,
That cause me the most shame,
It has me locked in a cage,
Like my pain is just a game.
It's the thoughts in my mind,
That hold me hostage,
Till I am confined,
And that's when I know I've lost it.
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Poems: A Tour Through My Mind
PoetryFull of the feelings I can't explain in any other way. I hope they help you to read just as much as they help me to write. Welcome to the tour! Thank you. #83 in poetry 6/22/2015
