Prison.

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Breathing became hard for me
Gasping, longing for air
The surface right there
But I cant break free

I don't expect you to understand how I feel
I wont even bother trying to explain
Thoughts are unspoken, left in my brain
But I beg you to see that for me this is real

Im surrounded by the darkness of my own mind
A ray of light is hard to find
I am stuck, my emotions are my prison

They keep me a prisoner to my own heart
Still I try for esperance to be what i impart
Since for me your love as a saviour has risen.

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