A late night thought:
Laying down staring at the ceiling
Trying to escape this feeling
Maybe some music will ease my mind
Summer, Brent, Giveon, Marrz
Nothing takes away this pain
Im a prisoner with freedom
Running from thoughts and overthinking
Feels like a ongoing chase
The pushing and pulling of feelings
Please just let me escape
One second Im OK
Next its hanging over me like a hood
I just want to go back to when life was good
It will never be good until I'm in your arms
Smelling your scent sets me on fire
But I have to cope with that's just not what you want
I'm not what you desire
"No, Stop!"
The tug and pull is exhausting
When will it cease
Slave of my mind
I just pray for PEACE!
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