It always has a hold of me
Always in the back of my mind controlling me
Twisting images and exploiting me
Mixing thoughts of what it is and what it isn't
Telling me to ignore what I see and just listen
Kicking logic to the curb
And making my heart follow the distance
Feeding me lies
And shooting down my ambition
Deteriorating my head and leaving me in a translucent condition
Making me reject facts rather than fiction
My brain is an internal prison
Slaved by the words of others
Accusations are thrown at me until I smother
The world hates everyone
Even its lovers
So, why should I bother
To accept the hurt and pain that they offer
If they take my happiness they are just low life robbers
Can't let a full time blogger fill me with horror
So I dust myself off
These people don't know me
They haven't seen what I have seen
So why should I succumb to their negativity
The fact is they are jealous of my passion
Trying to kill my hopes and dreams
Like an assassin
But that ain't happenin'
I'll never conclude
I'll ride till the day the Lord says my time is due
So when you are looking at me
And I'm looking at you
Realize you'll never bring me down no matter how hard you pursue
YOU ARE READING
Captured Words
PoetryCaptured Words features my poetry and short stories from out of my brown leather book. I wrote most of these based on personal experiences and my imagination. I hope you guys enjoy. Please don't copy my material. -Love, Amour
