The Cell

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  1. Brokenwings

    Brokenwings New Member

    The guard walks away once more again
    Ive seen him leave me here so many times
    know the colors of his shoes, names of his kids

    What was my crime? I yell always echo falls
    no harm nor reason for me being here
    Innocent! Eyes closed I never even saw

    I bang my cup, I smash their tray
    I want water! Substance!
    And more then ever I need to find my way

    This cell, this never comfy five by five
    the container of me, these bars so cold
    feel I am never going to leave - thats my keeper's design

    Slumped on my cot...scratching a notch
    another day in this pit, this curse
    what more is there to be sought

    I WAS INNOCENT! I did nothing wrong
    they cant even call it a crime!
    How many more faulter tunes to their song

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    and finally ended the wrong that was here all along

    Crying against the cold stone I know the way
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    it was my choice that put me here, thats what they say

    Never free in life, surely not in death
    cursed forever more and so ever for
    a reason no one should of ever felt

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    after everything with me and all with you
    those somethings I muttered about if only they knew

    The guard will never let me out more days to make
    the same is true with our so called God
    I did what he couldnt and corrected the mistake

    So ill take the misery and cold while dead
    there and here, its all the same
    yell after yell - tear for tear be shed

    Til next time I can call with truths knew
    know this was my choice,
    ..was always the way for me...its sad but true.
     
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