18+a twisted poem about being frozen by my own fear, leaving with limited ways to speak. |
-Keeping Me Paralyzed- by Keaton Foster Frozen Stiff Looking up Shit Blue sky Oh the hell Asking why Nothing Of a reply I’ll accept that There is no choice No place to refuse No chance to accept There is just this Motionless and sick Trapped within my skull Encased within this chest I could be more But presently I’m not Copasetic I’ll never be as I was again Never speak another word Every blank page My only shot at communication Too much and I’m ignored Too little and I’m question In the middle Always between thought And absolute reality Is where most are comfortable But not I I am beyond comfortable I feel so damn much That I’ve become numb Crippled by the pain Left sheltered and ashamed A prisoner in an invisible cage Metaphysical are the bars They are there Where I placed them Where I need them Keeping me paralyzed Keeping me from you This page is all that we have All that we can share Both yours and mine God So far above Vacancy admired I don’t need faith Because All that I have is fate Fate is in charge Driving this bus Right off a cliff Downward the trajectory They’ll be nothing left Just wreckage Just an utter mess Maybe someone else Will clean it up Removing the stain Evaporating the shame Keeping me paralyzed What I wish to say All that I’m here to convey There could be more But fate is in the way Obstructing a clear view Hiding any and all truth… Keep Me Paralyzed Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014. |