Air

I wish sometimes to be someone else
I can’t switch places or even sit out
I can’t even recall what I am about

I’m torn like a letter that can’t be sent
I’m twisted like metal that can’t be bent
I burned in a fire that was never lit
I’m trapped in a life where I’ll never fit

The way that I fell was troubling
I can’t fall straight while I’m stumbling
My words won’t peak when I’m mumbling
These feelings I have are humbling

The way the devil poisoned my air
So I will gasp and hold my breath
Close my eyes and hope for the best

3 Thoughts:

Sabby said...

Booootiful!

Anonymous said...

naice.
"I’m torn like a letter that can’t be sent"
Loved that

Anonymous said...

*whacks devil over the head and sprays air with refreshing aroma* sigh... you had to close your eyes and do nothing- tut tut (you can open them again)