Branches Book

BRANCHES

Jacob Marcus

ROLLERCOASTER

POEM 1: FEAR

It was just a mistake, now I’m thinking twice. Lost and desperate, now they’re taking my life. but I’m still living life. Dreamed of mercy, wish I got it twice; Didn’t answer my call, well that’s the game of dice.

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide now... Hittin on freedom hunger pains, from deep inside now...

Crooked mind control, Consuming the body and all; freezing sharp stab cut, down skin empty struggle. Chain on my mind preventing ability to fly, run, spit. Silence, dark open empty space, small trapped place, Four walls closing in ... It oozes through... Despair, wherever I turn, Lurking and preying on the weak. Grabs me with a grip And puts me to sleep. I lost it... Haha... What now?!

Drown wait wait wait death nothing… Sigh… Drown wait wait wait death nothing… Sigh… Cross armed, smirk… Stuck crazy up. No faith all faith or nothing Annoyed no liberty stuck…. Get out, far away forever, until I’m there “Fear is the center of all hatred...”

This feeling might never end, feel like the walls are caving in. Hatred in my heart, I want to get outta there.

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