Creaking noises fill the air
You look from side to side
But nothing is there
Evil laughter corrupts your soul
A dark figure has appeared
You know that face, you know that smile
Face to face with your worst fear
You can't run not from yourself
You are your worst enemy
The pain ascends more and more
This is hell you scream out to the dark
You're your own prisoner
And that is the worst kind
Hysterically you laugh
Not wanting to be strangled anymore
Your own shadow is out to wound you
Whispers fill your mind quiet at first
Then blaring through your head the next
Kill,Kill,Kill
Grinning mischievously you struggle
But you cannot free the bonds of your straight jacket
Not caring anymore
You bang your head against the wall
Hoping to split your skull
Time and time again
The banging sound echoes
Through the halls and in the cell
Blood pours down your neck
Your end is near
You look to the ceiling and cry out
I shall be free, free at last
Your vision fades and you fall into the dark
Your now lifeless body lays in the cruelty of the living
YOU ARE READING
From My Mind To Yours
PoetryWARNING DO NOT READ IF YOU BECOME EASILY SAD These are depressing poems. I advise you to not read them if you are young or your heart strings can be easily pulled.
