Mad Sand

My back against the wall.
The other three closing in around me.
My lungs blocked and arn't of any use.
My eyes are sore and tired.
My mouth dry every few minutes.
Nothing can ease the soul.
Ease the pain...
Take my breath away,
quite like the way the wind wispers my name.
Nothing quite matches the way the world thanks you at the end of a day. Nothing could take the place of a sunset.
Nothing so free as true freedom itself.
How the wide open road just engulps a weary traveler.
But no...nothing beats a summers day on the beach.
Or a simple hug from a friend.
Nothing so beautiful as two free spirits entertwined in the ride of their lives...
But no...not for me...
Born to chains in a house of screatching,
always in mintal pain always and forever reaching.
It's a passion burned deep within my soul;
to soar!
To fly...
To reach an unreachable sky.
God it boils in my mind
Furry spits fire within my body.
God at how I wish to rip free from this life.
To be free...
Just a taste of a better life.
Just a moment of happiness.
Just for someone to care...
My words unheard my actions only met by consequences...
Never a helping hand.
How my mind races and tha world around me laggs...
God how much torture does one need to bare?
I want to cry
I want to kill
I want to live
I want my own choice...
Just one choice.
Left or right...
My own path before I go mad.
I feel like a hatter in a maze called life...
I strive and strive but to only stay here mad and alive.
I feel my world turn to sand beneath my feet and I do believe it's death after that I'll meet.