The killing clutches , by Josiah Hammond :) Subscribe to rss feed for Josiah Hammond :)

Lost in the situations that kill me
Wishing I could get out, 
Clawing at the windows 
with the screeching sound in my ear
it hurts but I cant stop
I must leave this place behind,
for some one else to find	
so it will no longer be my Burdon 
the horrific screams come from inside 
because there is no where else for them to hide 

I want to walk through walls 
So I can leave this place behind 
I wish I was invisibles no one could see my face
I cant stand people seeing my tears 
Because then they will ask what are my fears

Lurking in the shadows is where I want to be 
Its where I am and where I belong 
You where right this is where I lay 
With no ability to stand 
Because u have cut my legs 
And now I have no way to stand up to you
please don’t make things worse for me 
its hard enough to say good bye 

I want to walk through walls 
So I can leave this place behind 
I wish I was invisibles no one could see my face
I cant stand people seeing my tears 
Because then they will ask what are my fears

These walls are closing in 
And im starting to panic 
My hearts racing and stomachs churning
My brain has lost all ability for reason 
And now im stuck in this situation
Longing to be free from this 
Longing to escape the dirty clutches of your palms 
Please god just let me walk through these walls 
Just this once.
By: Josiah Hammond 

Posted: 2008-10-03 02:41:37 UTC

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2008-11-29 14:49:35*Psychopathic Child*
I like this poem its very expressive great job Josiah