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Post by playfanforever on Mar 24, 2006 0:13:18 GMT -5
In this dungeon I rely on myself. Strapped to the wall; Caught in a cage. I will not let myself go. In this dungeon I scream in horror. The pain of uncertainty tears at my heart. In this dungeon of feelings, I am swallowed by a whirlpool. Mixed feelings taunt me. I try to snatch them, But they’re not there. I hear myself whispering in my ear. I feel my hand raking through my hair. I see myself smiling at me. I am scared; my heart pounds. “Fear, Terror, Uncertainty, Pain Happiness, Love, and Comfort.” I whisper to myself. I feel my hand on the knife, I look to my hand and nothing is there. I feel the blade slicing through my flesh. I feel the pain, See the blood oozing from my wounds. In this dungeon I was thrown, With my hands my very own. I’ve betrayed myself, to teach myself a lesson. Death squeezes at my heart. Then I’m back at the start. Forever in this cycle of pain, Fear flowing through my every vein, In this dungeon of terror and pain.
Please give me feed back. What should I revise? What did you like (if you liked any of it)
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