Wreckage (poem)

It hit me not so long ago, and the thought has me quite enraged

Freedom is nothing but the exchange of shackles for a tighter pair

See my broken heart was free; then in a moment I was caged

Tears drip from my eyelashes onto my pillow as I wipe them away, 

I'm overcome with pain, sorry and fear and an overwhelming rage

I'm nothing but a one monotone girl, a shell of what I used to be

I'm consumed with this battle going on inside my torn soul

Staring up into the moonlight, trying to find comfort in what I see

Hopelessness attacks me constantly like a tidal wave

All these scars that no one seems to notice, they are overcoming me

I'm like a ship wrecked upon the darkened shore,

This control I've slowly gathered is washed away by the wind

Pandemonium strikes within my soul, and seeps from my pores

I'm longing for a life I've never had, for distant places and strange faces

I'm wishing for new memories, not something better, just different, something more

This wreckage numbs me to the core and darkness envelops my horizon

It seems I'm screaming silently, yet the sound still deafens me,

I search for meaning, even as the shackles that bind me tighten

It's haphazard emotions that drag me to my knees in prayer to Gods

Knowing there is no peace of mind, just inner wars fought by Titans

I can see them now, in the distance shadows of my yesterday

It's sadly come down to this, dreams burnt to dust, long gone

All the sunny days, and carefree lives are gone, and the thunder is here to stay

Hopeful wishes and happy thoughts swept under an old aged rug

A prisoner of life, where Pain has come knocking and Crisis is round to play