Imprisoned in a cell
I say "I'm my personal hell" on repeat until the walls talk it back
My eyes are dueling these bars
I feel the violence , It kills the rhymes
No matter how hard I try
These thoughts be dwealing in my mind
Steps and circles fill the room, I won't escape the silence of the noon
I try to focus on the light but this place, that I call mine, is consumed
with evil and villainy
Filth..
I swear, my mind is stucked and filled
Nerves go wild and the seams get loose
I tend to get insecure cause the ground beneath me is eager to feel alive
I am a disaster
There's a fork on the altar
They point the way, I walk the other
I feel heat on my shoulders
I'm considered your disciple?
I said that I keep on walking on circles
Are they an entrance to edom?
I got these handcuffs on my wrist,
They were forged by demons,
Engraved on my skin
My soul needs retrievel
I am afraid I'm getting evil
My body is in constant quiver
Please, do not abandon this aberrant
I'm jaded with the abuse
Mind spinning, I don't need no excuse
This is who I am
But I wanna evade this realm
Will you lift me if I desert my insecurities?
Don't judge, I lack purity
I need to know, 'cause faith is something I'm devoid of
And I gasp for air
Why is it so precious and rare?
I choke inside a box made of bars
It doesn't make sense
I'm closed here, I feel tense
I know this is personal
I made my own torment
In the end, I'm simply a seeker
Looking for my own realness
I need you to stop it, the ricochet
For once, stop echoing my pain
Let me know these walls are not the enemy
And that I have something to rely.
YOU ARE READING
Raw Lines
Poesia"....In this flitting moment, I would stop sounding poetic and just spit the raw words I've been coating with the finest leather. But I believe you'd find me even sadder...." So I invite you into this path of thornes and petals. Please, enjoy but d...
