Curled to where I can hear my own heart beating, continue to suppress which has been fleeting. Huddled close for my own protection, with reasons unknown for this depression. Lost in myself as I have been before,but never was I to be here once more.
And I'm hidden behind the opened cage, curled up in fear for more than the lion's rage. I was running in circles, tripping about, but no longer am I willing to figure it out. Hidden in the safe zone, protected by arms, my allies may be on my side, but no, i will not face this, even armed. So, shall i stay in hiding til past this lion starves, or when this lion dies shall i arise, pretending my emotions are unharmed?















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Maybe if my heart stops beating it wont hurt this much, and never agian will i have to answer to anyone
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Just once in my life, I think It'd be nice...just to lose control just once...
Lose Control - Evanescence
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Poets On Deviant
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Just once in my life, I think It'd be nice...just to lose control just once...
Lose Control - Evanescence
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Poets On Deviant
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Maybe if my heart stops beating it wont hurt this much, and never agian will i have to answer to anyone
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