My Own Hell

by Francine   Aug 15, 2008


My mind is a trap
That steals my heart
It constantly races
Too many places
It never rests
The thoughts
The fears
The constant tests
It rains
It pours
And no one knows
The shadows fall over
Where the sunshine goes
It grabs me
Holds me
Knocks me down
Leaves me
Bleeding
On the ground
I can't hear
I can't see
No control
Of what's inside of me
Sometimes I think
I've lost my mind
And it seems it's something
I'll never find
Gone for good?
Lost in my head
My heart grows weary
My soul seems dead
My mind is gone
I can't breathe
I feel like I'm choking
Lost inside
Trapped and broken
Rescue me
From myself
Save me from
My own Hell

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  • 15 years ago

    by CY GINDLE

    Amazing piece francine. I remember these
    exact thoughts these were the thoughts of
    a hopeless person.I stop holding on to bad
    memories like they were special. I made
    the good stuff inportant. even if it was a
    little thing if it was something good it became
    special. I stop waiting for something really
    big to happen and started enjoying the day
    no matter how small. john lennon said< LIFE
    IS THE S**T THAT HAPPENS WHILE YOU'RE
    WAITING FOR THOSE SPECIAL MOMENTS
    THAT NEVER COME> Thats saids it all

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