I'm locked away
I can't control
Through misery
And broken holds
I've done this time
Many times I know
Yet still i dive
To walk alone
I feel the battered
Beaten and bruised
My mind is scattered
Shattered and loose.
No more complaints
But still I reach out
Picking restraints
The words won't come out
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Death sentence
PoetryA self exploration of life and death and the duality in the ultimate cycle in which we exist. From atoms to destiny. Knowledge is power. But knowledge beyond what humanity can handle is a death sentence.......
