Looking at all the walls around me

I stand in front of a dead end
Nowhere to turn
This is not the life I wanted
Not the life I thought I had led

I stand trapped in front of a wall
This is where I was led
I tried the best I could
I did what I could with what I had

Scraping at the walls

This was not my fault
This is how I am
I did everything right, as I was told
It was not supposed to be like this

I am trapped
It's so cold
I can't see any light seeping in
I only hope as I wait, as I scrape

Bloody knuckles pound the walls

Nails bleeding as they turn to claws
Fatigued and hopeless
Anxiety for as long as I've known
I grip my fists as I punch my way through

I can't change the way I am
I'll just stay here
I've come to accept there is no way out
This is my penance, my life, what was carved out for me

I grip my fists, holding on to what I have forgotten
This is all I have now
No light in front of me I don't even know how to change
Fatigued and hopeless, I can't do this anymore

Scarred and afraid, this is just me

I will never get out of this trap, this life that deprives me
I am too tired of it all
Exhaustion takes me as I fall to my knees all bloody and hopeless
My fists finally relax as I left go of all I know and drop the key

Tired I lean back only to hit my head on the door knob

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