I ran to you, my rock.
In hopes that you'd loosen the chains and locks.
My heart is on lockdown, because I built walls.
You rejected me before they got the chance to fall.
The world feels like its against me.
I ran to you for shelter but from what I can see.
I can't expect you to protect me nor take my side.
You've shown me there's no where in you I can hide.
It's sad to say that you're mine.
When there's no where in you, I can confine.
A/N... Help me name this one guys....idk what to call it
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Outflow
Random"From the outflow of the heart, the mouth speaks" and that's basically it as the quote suggests. The poems written will change and mix according to the mood I'm in. That's how I get inspired. I've never written a poem out of boredom. Just according...
