Trapped

Alone, alone.

How can one be so alone?

Surrounded by family, 

And yet still an outsider.

Empty, so empty.

Why must my heart be so empty?

Living in a house of familiar love.

Yet so strange, never penetrating,

My barriers,

Wall, after wall,

Layer after layer,

Never to peel, or fall.

Lost, so lost.

Destroying, manipulating, awaiting the cost.

In debt to karma,

Best never having to pay when it's due.

Doing everything on a whim,

They're not quite sins, but no good deeds.

I guess that's just due to my multiple personalities.

Who entrap me in my mind,

Blind, in the dark of night.

Alone.

Empty.

And lost.

The End

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