Shattered, broken, captive
In my own frustrations
Surrounded by canvas’
Complete compositions
From a base in pieces.
In my own frustrations
Surrounded by canvas’
Complete compositions
From a base in pieces.
Hopes carpeting the floor
Happiness peeling off walls
A shard for a door,
Enter and you’ll hurt
Wounded, yet I am whole.
Cobwebs on the ceiling
A fear lingering
Crushed dreams under forces stronger
Trying to trudge forward, just a little longer
A silver string shining on my neck.
A storm battering,
My foundations dissolving
Leaving shards ajar shapeless
I melt away, seeping through cracked floor boards
A candle once alight, I wish life goodnight.
wow.
this was brilliant.
maybe a future career in poetry?
well thank you……
and really dont know if there r any chances of future career in poetry…… these days M concentratin hard on song compositions for my band