tattoo me

Sunday, April 10, 2005

Trapped within these walls
My screams remain unheard
Suffocated by my responsibilities
My soul hangs on lifelessly.

Time crawls to a stand still
My heart stops pumping
My brain stops thinking
My body stops moving
But my lungs breathe unwillingly.

The stale air that I breathe
Makes my soul weep furiously
Of the end that never comes
And the beginning that never leaves.