Sunday 22 February 2015

Confinement

My heart confined
in the confines of feelings
of negative and evil,
burning the soul
of mine

Love is lost
not yet lost
as it breathes it's last
in the prison
of heartbreaks and disappointment

The sweet coated words
attract me towards
the dungeons of traps
of the big bad word
that will bring me down

Fresh wounds seem
like the old ones,
while it hurts exceedingly
though it doesn't hurt anymore.

My dreams are held
in four walls of social laws.
Frustration has reached the extreme
and the adrenaline lava wants to errupt
but the worries of failure
doesn't let it out

So I sit here
in floors of wrecked life,
a life that I chose myself
a destiny that was drawn 
since I was born
to win the acceptance
even when my heart doesn't







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