The Company I Keep

I am cast in the shapes of yesterday
To live a life today, bound in time
With the words of yesterday I speak
I try to survive the present

Chains are the actions of ghosts
That keeps the clock standing still
Dazed and confused I wonder
Along this trail of blood

Will I ever escape this hell
Of the company I keep
The internal narrator
With harsh words he speaks

Like salt in an open wound they burn
Repeated without mercy
They speak the fears I live
The spell a cannot break




Poetry by Willem
Read 538 times
Written on 2018-01-16 at 20:28

dott Save as a bookmark (requires login)
dott Write a comment (requires login)
dott Send as email (requires login)
dott Print text


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Dark but good.
2018-01-17