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My Prison
There’s nothing I can do, but suppress my rage, and doing this so much makes me feel like I’m in a cage. Not a cage for the body, but a cage in my mind, and because of all this I may seem unkind. All of the screaming, anger and hate make me feel like there is no gate; no gate to my prison, no way out of this place. I’m starting to wish someone would hit me with a mace. Going on is not easy, but I will try anyway; I cannot see the future, it may be better some day. so I will escape from this prison in my mind, because I do so long just to be thought kind. |
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