Insanity

Wed, 10/14/2015 - 02:00 -- V.E.

Kept me locked up like a wild animal

where my only friends were

the scars on my hips 

and the voices in my head.

Telling me all my wrongs 

as if I couldn't already see

all the sins that lie within me.

Shredding every bit of sanity I had left.

This is insanity!

Why won't humanity set me free?

I broke the chains 

and clawed at veins 

killing all within me.

I took to heart my fall apart.

I spread my wings

they set me free.

Soaring past the seven seas.

Holding onto sanity.

This poem is about: 
Me
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