I have to run, lie and scheme because I can't hide
My haven is gone along with my chances of escape
Everywhere I look I am surrounded, like an animal caged
Yes I am a beast I feel all claws and teeth
Just my basic needs to live, survive and feed
No rational thoughts just animalistic needs
No regret, yet no escape from my evil carnal deeds
My actions have left me trapped and alone
I am drowning in this well; drenched in my own tears and aching cold
My silent screams are so loud that I am now deaf
My tears so filled with blood I am now blind and close to death
So far removed from an others touch I have lost my mind
How can one embrace oneself when their skin is made of thrones
How can one fathom comforting someone else when all feelings are numb or gone
How can you find your way home when your blind, deaf and mute!
I am standing in the middle of a crowd screaming at the top of my lungs
Bleeding every ounce, every drop of my blood
Yet no one sees me and no one feels me
I am an empty vessel even my soul leaves me
It has gone from this place, so has his embrace
The smile that was just meant for me
The delicate touches that made me forget to breathe
The look in his eyes that said "You mean the world to me"
So I go everyday with these thoughts in my head
Of a perfect love never again to be felt
Of the way we carved out its heart and cleaved out its soul
Of how we made a beautiful delicate being no longer whole
When we destroyed our love, I was destroyed too
Now I am a shadow of a person, a shadow engulfed in pain
Cloaked in smiles, laughs and most painful of all, dreams and hopes
Hoping and praying for a second chance, a little mercy to be forgiven
Each day it hurts a little less
Yet still there is lava and brimstone pouring out my chest
Each beat made a new crack
And each breathe corrodes
Barely survived this hour now here comes one more
Want to cry so badly but can't withstand the acid rain
Blood drops from my vain
An easy way to end the pain
Endorphins in my brain
Makes for a peaceful (and happy) day
I would go now but I have to stay
Because it is to God I pray
A Cry for Help Written By
Jaydon N. Foster
April 3rd , 2012
In class 603, 一号楼,
Shandong University,
Jinan, Shandong,
China.
Who will answer my cry?
No one.
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