Jail Time

Poetry i wrote as a result of the feeling jailed up soceity can throw at you

Jail time

Nail me to the sky and let me grow wings to forever fly
Never want to die for all the things that so often catch my eye
This ride let it be one big rollercoaster ride finishing only with me dying together with pride truly
Connecting every one of those lies I tell myself to let my day go by and by
Seeing in your eyes I never got to say goodbye to so many things so many many many
Here I stand a man disguised, in everyday lies I tell myself goodbye
goodnight for a long time, that’s the feel I get,
Hoping for the morrow soon where laughing won’t be the only joy I get
Hungry means so many things, and this sun won’t come to arise any day yet if don’t soon regress
To those everyday poetic tests that made the universe my only verse and my only verse my only curse