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The Prison Cell

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Growing up as a child
was never enough.
Cold bloodless eyes,
making me tough.
Carry, oh Lord,
my spear and my shield.
For it is unto you
whom my power, I yield.

I need a release
from this life I am living.
I keep on fighting
the pain that I feel.
Won't someone unlock
the door to my heart
and secure in me
a safe haven?

Rescue me
from the dank and the dark.
Rescue me
from his cold, ink-black heart.
Save me from
the beatings and hurt.
Save me from
falling down in the dirt.

Someone rescue me
from who I am.
Someone rescue me
from what I've become.
This is my cage,
my cold, fearful beast.
This is my prison cell
from which I have no release.

There's no where to run,
No where to hide.
I need to get away from this place.
Won't someone help me
escape from this prison?
Won't someone
rescue me from myself?”

Becoming what I
have grown to hate
I feel he has created me
to be the bait.
Knowing I cannot
give in or give up
Knowing I will not
refuse the cup.

I cannot escape
from Death's cold embrace.
I cannot hide
away from Its taste.
Someone bring him
back from the brink
Someone give him
the cup of life to drink.

This is my prison,
my burden to bear.
This is my broken heart
that can’t be repaired.
Please forgive me
for what I have done.
Please forgive me;
My love,
Please forgive me.
~Bey:boing:nd-the-Pages
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Blueskye27's avatar
Another sad one. :tears: