Just a poem I wrote one night wen I couldn't sleep. |
Reborn by David Prisco Alone In the dead of night Shadows Fill me with fright Madness seems to take over my mind Searching for answers I will never find Confusion is constant within my head All the love within me is withered and dead Empty I can’t feel my heart beat Burning From the roaring flames and the heat The road I travel leads to nowhere I’d cry on your shoulder but I know you don’t care At least let me come inside out of the rain Is there anything you can do to heal my pain? Sadness I yearn for something more Drowning I am unable to swim to shore Rescue me for I am caught in the waves of the sea Help me to discover what I want to be Be a friend and lend me your hand I know I bewilder you so please try and understand Sorrow My heart is torn and broken apart Lost Because I have no idea how to start If you show me love I will love you back But all you seem to do is hurt me and attack Stop whipping me and untie me from the post Stop haunting my mind like some kind of unholy ghost Caged I have no way out for I am not free Doomed To live a life of pain and agony I am bleeding and I am slowly slipping away Don’t leave my body in the gutter to rot and decay Carry me to a safe place where I can heal Whisper in my ear that your love is for real Prisoner I desperately need to escape Victim I’ve been beaten and brutally raped Bandage my wounds and nourish my soul I’m running on empty and losing control My eyes are open but I cannot see I am a victim of your cruel and vicious hypocrisy Laughter Is never heard Love Is a forbidden word Bounded in chains and locked in a dungeon below Wandering in a wasteland where nothing will grow Starving and begging for you to feed me But it has become apparent that you no longer need me Thirsty I desperately crave the Devil’s drink Thrown In the gutter to wallow in the stink Lord I am calling out to you –are you there? Why do you ignore me- Lord do you care? I know you prefer it if I help myself and remain strong But every decision I make turns out to be wrong Night I am crying in the darkness all alone Hurting I ache in every muscle and every bone One day I hope to find the happiness I seek I hope to regain my strength because I feel frail and weak Though I remain tattered and though I am torn I have faith that the love within me will one day be reborn |