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Caged
You rule over my life
There's no escape
You took away my innocence
You took away my choice
Trying to do anything
But nothing ever works
I'm lying on the pavement
Calling to the kerb
You've brought me lots of women, vulgarity and sleaze
Now I lie here corrupted
With more than one disease
So much for my promise
It should have been better than this
I showed so much potential
Deserved a life of bliss
Instead it was all ruined, torn apart and burned
When I call out to you for help
All I get is spurned
No longer do you want me
Into what monstrosity have I turned?
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Poetry is so brave and something I suck at...this is proof that poetry is art. Thanks for sharing this raw, almost ugly piece (I mean ugly good...;)
Keep going!
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| Wow. This was really, REALLY good. There were a lot of raw, painful feelings behind it, makes me hope it's not your actual life. :) But it's still a powerful piece, really stirs the heart. Um, only one thing though: it's curb, not kerb. But other than that I really like this! |
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| Wow this is ridden with alot of powerful emotions, this would be a little more complete maybe if you enlongated the first stanza or put another one in between the 1st two, to give more depth, but overall great read. |
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| Wow! What a dark place to be in. It shows the shadow of a person whose life took them in not so pleasant places. Great job. |
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| that was really good captures great images in my mind well done mwah xxxx |
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