I(as you can see) am not Sarah. this is me Christinasphinx testing out her new blog, seeing as i set it up for her.
woo.
Edit: 8:46 pm
Hey! I'm Peace, aka: Sarah. Either or, really...
Um... I just wrote a poem. Hold on... Here it is...
Caged and mapped
I feel so trapped
Always chained
Always strained
Never left to be unbound.
Broken spirit, fly away
Fly free if you may
I let you go
And now you know
I cannot help those hounds
I watch you fly
Fly so high
I want to see
I want to be
I dream of your precious name
I’m stuck, I’m stuck
Stuck, stuck, in this muck
I want to scream
I have to flee
It will always be the same
I try to write
I try to fight
My binds are tightened
I feel so frightened
Why can’t they see my pain?
I don’t know
How far to go?
How far to trust?
I can’t, but I must
But they only cause me hurt
I can’t heal
I can’t feel
I hear whispers
Where are my sisters?
They let them go, I’m stuck in the dirt
I have to study
The walls seem bloody
With the shards of my dreams
Nothing is what it seems
I don’t have the freedom I want
I just want slack
I can’t go back
To life the way it was
Before the work became a buzz
And they just seem to taunt
I’m free, but I’m not
I can’t do what I want
I want to write and read
But, then I won’t succeed
Not when school gets in the way
If I read and write
Try hard as I might
I’ll get in trouble
Left in the muddle
Of emotions unknown to many
I want to pass
I won’t be last!
I will find time
To get to the finish line
And I will be able to do what I want
I will study
‘Cause the skies are sunny
The dark clouds disappear
My hopes are still here
And no longer do those binding chains taunt
...Turned out different than how I thought it would... Well, I'm gonna go. I don't have anything to say at the moment...
No comments:
Post a Comment