Prison of My Design

by Manda   Nov 18, 2006


The sun sets on another lonely day
Leaving me stranded in the empty darkness
Memories and worries flood my troubled mind
Closing my eyes just brings forth my demons
Stuck in my mind with unending sorrow
Stranded by walls to high to climb
Numbness washes through my body
Pain is a blessing reminding me to l'm afraid to let go of the mask
Terrified to feel love
I'm stuck in a hell of my own design
Marooned in the depths of my mind
Abandoned in a rusting steel cage
And its times like these, crying just doesn't cut it
Cause I'm alone in this sea of people
Chilled by their caring warmth
As emotions run rampant, I'm crying on the bathroom floor
Life's a battle that I can't deal with
Its times like these, crying just doesn't cut it
How can I trust when you only see the mask
Who am I when the sunsets
Freed in the unending gloom
I can't move forward till I know...
But I'm lost in the barriers I've constructed
Its times like these, crying just doesn't cut it
When you hold me I only feel the cold
I'm numb to the love you embrace
Can you see behind this broken mask
The fear that flashes in lying eyes
With the wounds still bleeding
Scars still fresh
But now crying doesn't cut it
It doesn't change the way I feel
Won't close the wounds
Its times like these, crying just doesn't cut it
Doesn't make me feel alive
Can you make me feel alive
Its times like these, crying just doesn't cut it
So I hide it behind static eyes
I can't cry in this prison of my own design
Can you let me cry

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