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Emotional Enemy


This cage with myself is beyond the holes in my bloodstream

I hate my blue eyes, my freckled nose and cheeks, but most of all the thoughts that my brain speaks invades me

There are cracks and rusted iron on my bars of sanity that keeps the thoughts from me

Agony pointing his fingers

Sorrow swallowing my hopes for him to stop as she degests every bit of happiness from my heart

They both told me that I could never be liked by anyone other than them

They both told me that they were the only ones that could give me affection

My depression was the center of their amusment 

This affection of theirs was only the torment that reigned above me until my blue eyes flowed with clear droplets from the rain

Even now these tears continue to rust my cracked bars of sanity

I cry to shout for anyone to cure me of these emotions

Everyone pretends as if they don't see me

I am oviously not important to them

But my emotions are obessed with me 

Are they the only ones who love me?

Is this love the correct love?

Will anyone release me from this cage?

 
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