ichipulti

I am so done.
I am tired of feeling.
A part of me wants to curl up and never wake from this horrible nightmare called my life.




Ive created my own prison
Deep down inside
Ignoring thought and reason
So theres no need to confide

Ive created this state of mind
Where no person exists
Theres no troubles to find
Or reasons to be missed

My prison is my home
Where I can hide away
When I need to be alone
And leave mind astray

Behind these bars I cry
To let my emotions free
Ill confess my every crime
But not for you to see

Ive trapped myself in this place
And now I cant get out
Ive lost the image to my face
And my voice to scream and shout

I feel so alone in here
With no one to feel my pain
No one to calm my fear
Just feelings to contain

Im not sure if its what I wanted
But it is what I received
Memories, in my mind: haunted
But in my heart, conceived