Inside These WallsA Poem by Molly Ann CarruthA poem from my book "Trauma Into Beauty"
Inside these walls
I stand before this door An empty room A hollow floor These four walls I cannot escape Inside I breathe what sits stale An emotion I cannot find Numb, my mind grows pale Inside this madness I break Inside this commotion I scream Within these walls I drown Within this confusion I am left with I can only see these clouds Without clarity Without your words Without reason Without you I stand here Within these four walls Alone Inside my own madness I cannot hide © 2021 Molly Ann Carruth |
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Added on May 3, 2021 Last Updated on May 3, 2021 Tags: Psychology, Molly Ann Carruth, Molly Carruth, poetry, trauma, recovery, dark, mind, Inside these walls, trauma into beauty AuthorMolly Ann CarruthAllen, TXAboutAuthor of "The Bodach Experiment" and "A Constant Tapping" available on Amazon. www.thebodachexperiment.com. Horror writer and Surreal artist more..Writing
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