Poetry

Straightjacket

written by: OurSacredHonor

This mold for me is like a cage that I am trapped in
Squeeze myself in all my rage, straightjacket that I'm strapped in

Please let me out
Because I really doubt
That you're capable
Of comprehending what's in my head
Because if you do then please tell me why
I'm not dead yet

A chance so perfect, gone so haywire
This world around me immersed in fire
Looking like I'm in the depths of hell
Paralyzed by fear, I'm under fate's spell
I'm being dragged along at the end of this rope
All this senseless drama makes it difficult to cope
Talkin behind my back, I'd love to fill your mouth with soap
Reach down your throat and retrieve my lost hope
That you swallowed with your pride
In an attempt in vain to refill your empty inside
You put me down and your insecurities you hide
Fleeting thoughts of suicide
Contemplating this life of ours
With that aftertaste that's oh so sour
Sitting alone counting down the hours
Relentlessly our minds we scour
For evasive answers and elusive truths
All we want is a little proof
That this life has meaning and isn't just a collapsing roof
Anything at all that simply sooths
Our minds and eases our pain
Relieves this tension and this strain
Forever stressing to maintain
An equilibrium between the crazy and sane

This mold for me is like a cage that I am trapped in
Squeeze myself in all my rage, straightjacket that I'm strapped in

Please let me out
Because I really doubt
That you're capable
Of comprehending what's in my head
Because if you do then please tell me why
I'm not dead yet

It seems harder each day to sustain a balance
If feels like I've been picked up in the talons
Of swooping falcons
Struggling to fight these relentless battalions
These demons of mine have me juggling daggers
They're pushing me though and suddenly I stagger
Another knife right in my back, sharp pain and this one's a nagger
It's you still standing behind me, with your hand on its handle, in all your swagger
Just a zigzagger walkin a crooked path
All our bridges burning down, we both knew it wouldn't last
It's really a shame that people live in the past
And can't break free of the shadows that their memories have cast
Breathing becomes more difficult when you don't want to live
Taking becomes much easier when you don't want to give
Forsaking is replacing the need to forgive
Some people would give anything for the chance to relive
Just one chance to change the past, to fix the mistakes
But nothing's made to last and pretty soon it would break
Again in the same exact place, once again need to be replaced
It's been defaced and disgraced and that's more than they can take
They can't handle their lives, they can't handle reality
They're living a lie, a prefabricated fallacy
These people living their lives towards us so callously
Hating themselves but they take it out on you and me

This mold for me is like a cage that I am trapped in
Squeeze myself in all my rage, straightjacket that I'm strapped in

Please let me out
Because I really doubt
That you're capable
Of comprehending what's in my head
Because if you do then please tell me why
I'm not dead yet

I'm not dead cuz I'm not living a lie
I'm not dead cuz I'm not empty inside
Yes I'm alive cuz I can still cry
Yes I'm alive cuz I still have my pride

This mold from which I've broken is shattered and now I'm free
Release myself and all my emotion that straightjacket had kept in me

I've been let out
And I have no doubt
That you're incapable
Of comprehending what's in my head
And now I know this for sure:
You wouldn't care if I were dead

But I no longer care what you think
I've turned around and walked away, stepped back from that brink
I don't need to spend my time talking to a shrink
My mind can heal itself I know once I connect the links
To me you'll quickly fade away
The pain you've caused for me has gone away
This agony is gone for me today
And finally I'm able to say

This mold from which I've broken is shattered and now I'm free
Release myself and all my emotion that straightjacket had kept in me

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