I wrote this back in 2005
My Dungeon
I have tried so many times to escape... to flea this udder loneliness
But my emptiness has become shackles and chains around my feet
Permanently attached to this dungeon of sadness
I lie torn and broken on the floor
Slowly becoming so numb
So cold
So bitter
Darkness has become my everything
Surrounding me
Holding me
Comforting me
Choking me
The silence of this dungeon has become so deafening
Making it impossible to sleep
To dream
To feel
My screams just linger in my throat
Burning my chest
My pleas for help have become food
Fueling
Feeding
This beast that is slowly killing me
I pray for an ending to this pain
I wish for the ability to just disappear
I beg.... please take my dungeon away.
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