Circle Of lifeA Story by 1DisawsumNot really a story as such, but not a poem either?
I am lost, I am trapped. Trapped into this cage inside my heart, so hard like a stone. Filled with anger, sadness, fear and melancholy. I was full of negativity.
You would find me spilling ink on a book with the thoughts on it from my head. I wrote secretly, and then, only about dark, mysterious, looming thoughts. I didn't write of love, happiness or magic. In my world, they don't exist. If they did, why have I turned into this cold, dark figure? I only wrote, full of coldness and agony. Agony of being judged, agony of life itself. I am trapped. Inside the circle of life. © 2014 1DisawsumReviews
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1 Review Added on June 12, 2014 Last Updated on June 12, 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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