Unplugged
Unplug me
From this temporary
Non-fictional book
Call my life
Unplug my hate
Or is it to late
Turn it off
All the injustice
Appearing slightly
Rustic
Unplug me please
Infected with
The a disease
That's killing
My spirit
Can't you
See it
Rip me out
The socket
Unplug me
Turn me off
My Emotion
Hell
Damaged
Pulling
Me down
Drowning
Unplug me
If I shut them up
I wouldn't have to
Feel
Me
Raw
Vulnerable
Expose
And
Real
Unplug me
So I can be
Free
Unplug
My Delusions
My Confusion
My Depression
My Obsession
This oppression
Unplug me
Pull it out the
Socket
Shut it off
I want to go
Play
Let me escape
I want to be
Free
Unplug Me
I don't want to
Feel anymore
Unplug Me
Please
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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