Life is a prison, Oh God let me out,
No one to listen, to hear when you shout.
Climb the walls of insanity,ride the waves of dispair,
If you fall it don’t matter there’s no one to care.
Used to wish for a window to see birds, tree’s an the sky,
But you’re better without one, stop’s you aiming to high.
Watching freedom is painful for those locked away,
Seeing joy, love and happiness another price that you pay.
Strong is good, weak is bad, be it false, be it true,
Your mind makes the choice an enforces it too.
Cell’s wall’s built by society, with rules to adhere,
If you breath the acceptable you better beware.
Hide the pain, carry on, routine is the key,
what your pretending to be.
Lock it all up inside you, how badly it bodes.
But look out for that one day when it all just explodes,
Leaving nothing but a shell and base functionally too.
But killing all else that was uniquely you.
So how do you grow with a time bomb inside,
Or how to defuse it without destroying it’s ride?
Filed under: Life Poems