Mental Suffering

Thu, 08/24/2017 - 12:21 -- NiellaD

Sittin by watching time fly tryin to escape these confines I’m constricted

I’m love stricken as I took from the forbidden fruits trying to get to the juice

I’m convinced I’m used to the abuse so I run with it noose no longer loose

It’s constricting my airways made myself fare game a bird caged

Preordained to suffer more and more no martyr but suffer for  

I make it harder can’t take no more so therefore I’m guarded

Keep my finger on fast forward I’m pausing use my logic I gotta

So I can prosper

This poem is about: 
Me

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