Samantha

Trapped


Stuck in a body I have no control ofrnA prisoner of what it does to mernLost in a sea of Dr's and diagnosis rnBeat up from the recklessness of my conditionrnTorn from a life I once knewrnWaking up with no goals or asperationsrnA day as bland as an old broken rice cake rnSharp like the bitter coldrnĀ as dreary as a raging summer stormrnBleak like there's no point in waking up tom rnBitter as the tears that's been shed through generationsrnIt hurts with each passing day that I've done nothingrnSeems like nobody can hear mernSeems I'll forever be alone rnSadness is now my buddyrnBoredom is what I know bestrnLaying awake at nights for hoursrnBarely getting any restrnLiving a daily nightmare rnTrying to wake up from this dreamrn

Comments1

  • wordman

    touching write,i never try to give criticism ,but you need to re read for errors



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