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THURSDAY, AUGUST 12, 2010

Non- sense

I can’t think of what to say


What to write or what to do
I’m lost in this room
In this cage of repression
Consumed, completely consumed
With depression

My mind is empty and


Drowning at the same time
My heart is hollow
Yet solid like a rock
No longer breakable
Surrounded by built up walls
A cage of repression
Consumed, completely consumed
With depression

I’m not a vessel, not a toy


Lost and confused, distracted
In a dream of a different life
Sewn together with the shredded
Pieces of my past, of reality
Possible outcomes taunt me
No way to fight back
In this cage of repression
Consumed, completely consumed
With depression

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