When Will It End? by Joanne Tyler
screaming
lying
dying
lying in my world bellow
hiding from what i know
but constantly reminded
from the constricting binds that hold my soul, gripped so tight
cant be bothered
just want to give up the fight
let go of the pain
and move away from the blinding light
im screaming so louud
but nobody knows
the padded walls that surround me
a protection, from what?
nothing can protect us from that burning inside
that hole so big
that all are serching to fill
the hole that defines us and sepperates us from one another
and each person
each glimps of happiness
rips another gaping wound in my heart
bleeding never will it stop
rivers flow
and all i know is that escape is everything
hear is nothing
but all i can do is lay,
dying, painfully
crying
wasting away
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