Bluesky-x, the poem is about frustration and getting fed up of waiting for a loved one.
Thank you, Valleyofchrome.
I have loads of time on my hands and at times when I start writing I can't seem to stop so here are two poems...
Inner walls
I'm suffocating,
Scratching at these inner walls.
It hurts me,
Yet I must not fall.
The bruises,
Show my inner pain.
All these excuses,
Still refusing to change
Freedom,
Does that even exist?
Individuality,
We must cure this disease.
The same,
No one can be different
To be sane,
Anything else to be prosecuted.
Still she scratches
Against those inner walls,
A real person screaming,
Refusing to be smothered anymore.
She will be alive,
The girl who was killed by you.
She will be heard.
Your lies destroyed by the truth
And here's another....
Amber and Honey.
Vanilla and honey,
The scent lingers,
But the moment is gone
And so are you.
Amber and honey,
The flame from her eyes dampened.
Forcefully smothered
By the pain of truth.
An age alone,
Time has taken its toll.
What was once alight,
Now turns to steel.
From the flames of life,
Comes the destruction of change.
The will to fight,
Gone with age.
Vanilla and honey,
The scent has faded,
All that’s lefts are memories,
Of her being with you.