I'm broken?

Don't really know what to name it.

Trapped in a compass, not knowing the right direction,

Wrapped up in this world, learning its perfection.

To bright to see, so you drape those blinds,

Wondering what the reason is behind.

 

The cold mountains stealing you away,

Molding you into someone new, someone clay.

Your blood turns cold, and your bodies stiff,

The soul is lost, and it starts to drift.

 

Outward appearance is perfectly fine,

But the beauty inside is always lying.

Like a war battle, you’re always losing,

Or an apple falling, and bruising.

 

You’re lost deep inside,

And have nowhere to go, or hide.

No light to guide you, nothing but darkness,

Still don’t know what to do, you feel helpless.

 

More than just questions or answers,

A tumor getting bigger, and more cancerous.

Dressed in a suit to make you bolder,

Instead you’re dimmer and far, more, colder.

 

Losing the appetite that I never had,

Ignoring the parakeet, that was always sad.

Holes in my hands, losing my grip,

Nothing’s right, and my ground starts to slip.

 

The fading light, is no longer there,

And, everything is too messed up to care.

Hidden yourself behind a bolted door,

Figuring out nothing is ever pure.

 

The skies are always of nothingness,

And the green grasses are effortless.

The sun is never shining,

And given up, tired of trying.

Author's Note

It probably needs more work.

Reviews

[XxKooperxX]

it doesn't look like it needs anymore work ^_^ it's very creative in moving. way to go Lizzy :)