Town of the dead Fills me with dread Look out the window Images in my head Teenage years forming Recklessly calling Time to escape from it ~*~ Different mindset Fill them with fear Hiding from The child the once held dear Once was a child Nothing more than a dream Hiding away From me it would seem ~*~ People judge Pass on the street Point and stare They think I’ve given into defeat Throw your stones They may break my bones But no words could ever dare ~*~ Hide from the unknown Writers talent overflows Becoming who will one day be known You have not control My life belongs to me ~*~ Words flood the paper Color on my page Hiding away my emptiness Controlling all my rage You hold nothing for me There isn’t anything here Watch me fly away Break free from the chains That bind me here
Such a powerful and deep setted poem. Wow, I can feel the desperation and willingness in this and the freedom awaiting behind the finish line. An inspiring poem. I can relate, and the last stanza is truly killer. Amazing job :)