"Splintered"

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Peacefully placating,

Don't feel like debating,

With all of this hating.

My free will is fading,

Almost locked up now,

My cell is reinstating.

It's so familiar,

Like playing billiards.

My anger has been heard,

Like an early rising bird.

My boundaries are blurred,

When I hear these threatening words.

Like I'm lost among the herd,

But I remain undeterred.

I want something,

Like an endless dream.

It's fading, it seems,

Don't know what it means,

My slate is clean,

My hills are green.

My hope is deemed,

Unacceptable to the queen,

She just hasn't seen,

What's behind her mental screen.

An unliving sheen,

Of cold uncaring.

Host to haughty boasts,

Coasts of living ghosts,

Roasting my coping,

Forever eloping,

Like a hidden dope fiend,

My will is sloping.

Always groping,

For straws,

My doubt is poking.

Stabbing and jabbing,

It's grabbing and nagging,

Like a room of rumors,

It's gabbing and gabbing.

I'm having an,

Attack.

Please don't run,

Come back.

You know what you've done,

On track.

I'm being shunned,

Like crack.

Just want some fun,

Back.

It's an adventure,

With no censure.

Eternal winter,

I'm forever a sprinter,

With legs that have splintered.

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