I sit in this jail cell
A place more like hell
These words written on my arm
With a fork they harm
And tell me to lay
My meals untouched
With pictures unloved
I sit in this jail cell
A place more like hell
The words they carved on my arm
With a fork they harm.
And leave me to.lay
My meals untouched
With pictures unloved
I sit in this Jail Cell
A place more like hell
The place I love
Holds me shunned
With no where to run
I'm here in a world
That feels as if it's a Jail Cell
The place I love, far above
The people I love, far above
The thing I love, far above
Everything I love is far above
In a greater place
(AN)
Watcha think? Comment please, I need to know ifI should have this as my entry in a art contest I'm in(:
&<-- it looks like a person dragging their buts on a floor... lol
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Conflicting Tides
PoetryPoems about really anything that's sad. (Or life) Cause I'm a s a d turtle.
