It seems days are melting
Yet they pass quickly
New sores are swelting
Making my appearance sickly

Hours of devil sounds
Echo through my thoughts
Forsaken hallowed grounds
Ties my soul in knots

Trapped unable to see
Failure to find air
Why can’t I be free
Bound by my lair

My eyes refuse to open
As my body ignores my call
My stench is like a toxin
That can truly apall

Time passes yet I remain
My cloths are now rags
Like my shrivaled brain
The size of beanbags

Eyes are now holes
And forget about tissue
Turning my face into bowls
Causing a whole new issue

From which rain pools
Slowly wearing away
Creating a new cesspool
Yet here I must stay

Locked away from the world I love
The earth confines me so
I can never see the sky above
Forever concealed by my families woe.


About shoelessboywonder

Poet and cook, I'm just starting out in the web world trying to grow a fan base for my poetry, it seems like its off to a good start and the site is also made for me to improve upon my writing skills so please rate and comment on the poems you like best, feedback is the greatest way to success thanks for checking me out and my site. View all posts by shoelessboywonder

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