My soul

Dreaming of escaping this sham of a reality
Everything is destroying whats left of my sanity
The night is here
And its too dark to bear
And now i am screaming for ameans to break the bound
These chains are holding me down
I am not screwed up in my head
MY SOUL IS NOT FOR TRADE
MY SOUL IS NOT FOR TRADE
Something telling me to stop the fight
Trying to pursade me not to reach for light
Whispering that nobody care
Oh it was never fair
But they will not succed to have me as a slave
This darkness wont win this time i am brave
Now i am ending this crazy parade
MY SOUL IS NOT FOR TRADE
MY SOUL IS NOT FOR TRADE

Reviews

[Tazeen Ahmed]

It was really interesting to analyze this..
It inspires you to fight back when things are not going your way
Keep writing!!

[Mystique]

Thank you for review...
A newbie writer just trying . :)

[Dust That Drifts Throug..]

This poem reminds me of having depression and how you are trying to tell people to stop telling you to stop fighting. At the end, you are telling yourself you will overcome this darkness and this depression will end.

[Mystique]

Yeah .. the thoughts were something like this before writing.Thank you for reviewing. :)