My Hell of a Prison

by Tarna Peach   Feb 4, 2007


I'm living in a prison,
A penitentiary of fear.
My hands shake, my heart races,
Anytime you're near.

I thought when I found someone,
Who makes my heart jump and flutter,
It would free my life and mind,
From any type of clutter.

After leaving you like I did,
Yeah, I know it was't fair.
But I couldnt bear to hear your voice,
Couldn't bear to hear your dispair.

I know how you felt about me,
And I think that maybe what scared me the most.
But now I cant sleep at night,
Panic and parinoia keep me at my post.

On gaurd all the time,
Fences, defenses, a million miles high.
Alert is the state of mind Im in,
Scared to see you drive by.

Talking to you would make me puke,
Just because Ive become so parinoid,
Although I never lied to you, I did love you,
But my independent personality I cant avoid.

Accepting charity from anyone,
Isnt a normal thing for me.
Smothering me with money and gifts,
Thats the way it cant be.

My stubborn independence gets the best of me,
I know how to handle it.
But I cant deal with this from you,
Its not for you to grit.

But now Im a prisoner in my own home,
My doors are locked during the day.
As soon as the hot sun goes down,
Fear creeps my way.

So not that its any consolation to you,
But youre making me lose sleep.
I dont want us to go any further,
My self-respect I have to keep.

Written: August 6, 2006

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