Sunday, 24 October 2010

Locked In

Cracks in the coving
Cracks in the ceiling
My cracked feelings
Stunted
Muted
Silent but I’m screaming
Frozen in suspension
So alone
So alone
Atonement
For the wasted words and deeds and emotions
Discarded like the debris
That pollutes my volcanic soul
Trapped and snared and gaoled and caught
Shackled by immobility
And the ragged stream of thoughts
Self pity
Begat self loathing
Begat benign calm
And resolve
Entombed in this brittle shell
Awaiting
The release
The darkness
The end…………………

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