deepundergroundpoetry.com

Image for the poem The past in side the box

The past in side the box

i want to run away i dont want to face it .

my past came to haunt me but only hafe of it i want to excape by jumping out six story window .

the smell of gas and oil the smell of smoke its chocking my lungs to the point that it burns.

no matter what i do i cant get the smell out of my nose throwing up does not work.

screaming in my  mind stop go away locking it in side a box trying to never open it agan but what the fuck do i do when its been opend ?

screaming running but not running fast enough chocking, chocking on the voimit passing out not able to handle it.

run run run my feet wont move fast enough hideing and screaming thats all that left to do .

my past is fuck the deomons of it comeing closer and closer to the point where there breathing down my neck.

jump its time to jump out the six story window and maby then after i end it all it will go away and never return .........
Written by Tamaura_NightAngel
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2 reading list entries 0
comments 4 reads 483
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 8:46am by AspergerPoet56
POETRY
Today 7:09am by Abracadabra
COMPETITIONS
Today 6:53am by ClovenTongue34
SPEAKEASY
Today 6:30am by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Today 6:16am by SweetKittyCat5
COMPETITIONS
Today 6:10am by Honeybeevee