untitled 12.11.2011
Trapped in a prison
Within a cell
Walls behind bars
Caged minds
Wondering souls
Animal instincts kick in
Just to survive
Anger builds
Degraded lives
Animosity and sorrow
Soulful cries
Endless torture
Days on end
No light at the end of the tunnel
And eternal darkness, Is what most crave
Hopelessness, doubt, no self worth
No silver lining, No desire to try, what the hell for
No one sees the true man that lies within
No one can see past the appearance
Of the man I had once been.
No one bothers to look deep inside
How much I regret
All the desire I try to hide
I have dreams too, would you bother to listen
Or have you past your judgment
Based on my condition.
I know where I come from, and I know where I have been
But it’s MY future I choose to believe in
Not your preprogrammed solutions
You shove down my throat
I refuse to be told what I can be
I guess I am the only one who truly sees me
I see the man I want to become
In dreams and visions
My future has yet to come.
But I know me and what I choose to believe
And that is that I’m a man on who is now been set free
Free of the bonds that held me down
Set free of the chains of convicts past
No boundaries are there to keep me still
My choice is my own
I won’t swallow your pill
Of lies and untruths you have chose to create
For I am set free from the ghosts of my past
Set free to be what ever I choose
My futures my own
No matter what I do.
You may have locked me up,
And took all those years
But not another day is yours
My fate no longer sealed
I am the author for the rest of my life
This is my book, my story
I have chosen to write
My ending may not be clear in my mind
But regardless of the ending
It will be mine!
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