Death RowwA Poem by G. AndersonMy Sentencing has come....<{Death♥Roww}> I find myself walking down this path again. Pursuing the pursuers. Hearing the deaf. Seeing the blind. All these people, locked away, confined to cells. Love has incapacitated them. They're afraid to wander away. Afraid to take risks. They're all doomed to solitude, loneliness beyond hurt. Just because of a person or two, who hurt them without guilt. And I'm amongst them. I'm in quarantine, immersed in my fear and denial. I am no longer the pursuer. I hear the heart beat no more. I see the love is going ignored and locked away. And only I have the key. I curl into a corner, light seeping through the bars. The guards, they taunt me, with open hands and smiling teeth. And I don't trust them at all. I'll be forever trapped in here, on tragedy's secretive list, waiting to be marked off to join my heart in fate. I'm on Death Roww. Maybe I'm last in line, maybe I'm next- who knows? So don't try to climb over my wall, don't try to crack my shell of protectiveness... Walk away, and leave me alone, until my judgement day. ~R.A.Askins~
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StatsAuthorG. AndersonDetroit, MIAboutI'm Gage. I'm lame. All my stories I have experienced in at least one way or another. I use this site for self-help on recommendation from my psychologist. So, I'm not soliciting sympathy, and I c.. more..Writing
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