Words Trapped... Then lost.A Poem by 1DisawsumThe times when your brain blocked out the worst things in your life, and you could never get the words out quick enough to find out what was happening.
Everyone was surrounding me,
My thoughts were in a mess. Where was I, and what did I do? The room was all white, The clean smell of disinfectant. The joy drained out of the place. I was tied down to my bed, For what reason, I did not know. My hair was tied up, my neck sweltering hot. I could not move, I lost my energy. I could not talk, my throat was too parched. All i could do was see, and see I did. The bright light was glaring at me, A message written in its soul. Yet the contents, stuck in its hole. Surely I was no stranger, To this foreign room. For I felt oddly comfortable. A face appeared, and blocked the light. It belonged to a boy, that much I knew. The name of the boy, I was not familiar with. My memory was not lost, I still knew how to count. My memory was still here, that much I knew. How did I get here, what did I do? Why was I tied down to a bed in a room? Answers I will never know now. Forever will the words, after all those years, That I could not get out on time, Be with me, locked in my already gone body.
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1 Review Added on May 27, 2014 Last Updated on May 27, 2014 Author1DisawsumSydney, New South Wales, AustraliaAboutI'm sitting here behind a screen, Writing about my past like I don't care. Like it's in the past, And I'll never go back there again. But the truth of the matter right now, Is that every secon.. more..Writing
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