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Poem - Self Servitude


A situation so brutal A choice so futile Means to an end No rules to even bend Trying hard to keep the up fight But as I soar higher I'm losing due to fright How much can I bear? How is it even fair? All options around Are only bringing me to the ground What I want I can not attain With multiple bruises my heart I stain Left alone yet in the spotlight A duress so strong that fades insight I run I flee but caught eventually To understand that no way out eventually A heart so weak That of tears I reek Such malice within No place for peace there in Screams unheard Eyes so blurred So lost in decision With an unclear vision No escape route visible Only feelings of being divisible So stuck in a pit People waiting for me to quit No way out nor a way in Damage is only increasing within A point of break I have now reached A line on the soul that has been breached Cornered such no room to breathe Destroy I will with souls seethe

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