Friday, September 7, 2012

ATROCITIES

Atrocities upon me, self inflicted
And of this pain, I’m almost addicted
Suffocating myself in confinement
The solitary reclusion often indicted

Emotions dried up, so did the tears
And even the heart ceased to beat
Also the mind too stopped to think
As all the feelings now stand evicted

The wounds of mine just not healing
And this life now not that appealing
Confusion is all around and I’m blank
A life different from what I predicted