The Creature

Water fills my lungs like tree roots Roots that have chained my soul for eternity From the point of my first heartbreaking wail I struggle to make a silent scream As the water constricts my lungs with fear and pain All I see is the unforgiving night In the water taunting me with doubt and regret The merciful sunlight never shines down In the barren waste land of broken and forgotten dreams The creature drags me down and with its forceful hugs I can never escape Land is a tantalizing day dream To those who were born into shattered smiles They dream of the loved filled pink sand Seeping between their toes They fantasize about flower scented air Of Roses, Lilies, and Violets The heat of a caring sun upon Their chained scarred faces Arms, Legs, Chests, The hope and belief of being able to break free From the rusted restraints of despair I glare into the dark blue eyes Of the beast who holds me captive here And try to find the dream filled rayed light And the blanket of hope in my soul Only then can I rip the bonds That keep me here from breathing that flower scent And the feeling of love in my heart