oh, but how
do i see your bright eyes
as i walk down the hallways
of this haunted building
the ghost of you
yells and screams
oh, i'm sorry
there's no way to leave
you were a friend
never a lover
yet you reside in my heart the same
i can feel your cold hands on my back
but you stop at the exit
oh, i'm so sorry
transparent
never a foot set outside
you're in a cage
they call freedom
bound to the bricks
please, stop appearing
i beg and plea
mercy me
oh, mercy me
i pray you're locked inside
for i shall leave
and night and day
will go on
without you.
but about me?
they will too
see, i was the ghost
haunting myself
a out of body experience
i have grown to hate
is it punishment?
i'm scared to ask
for what?
why place a chain around my neck
if i've done nothing wrong?
or is it what i will do
that causes this prison
to grab and suck me in?
if so, i apologise
for i'm not the person
i was before this sin.
- Author: d.n (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 25th, 2018 22:14
- Comment from author about the poem: depression is a cage. unfortunately, i've yet to find the key.
- Category: Sad
- Views: 9
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