WEEK SEVEN: PHARAOHS ARMY 3-3 vs ADVERSE 0-1 ADVERSE WINS

Adverse · 01-18-2021, 02:35 PM

My aching bones hum hymns of restlessness
Every beat of my heart longs to be wherever the adventure is
Cemented feet so my spread-out wings couldn’t carry me far
This room has become my prison, a terrarium in a jar
I inspect the bars, without grasping the fragility of my glass reality
Every time I make a break for the light the demons drag me back down - it’s crab mentality
My perception is lost inside of me, I’ve lost my senses, too
You could never see the world as bleak as these aqua lenses do
Idle hands do the devils bidding, I try my best to stay busy
Distracting from the fact that I could do ANYTHING in the world
......as long as it fits inside this cage with me
I tweet the tunes loudly when the crowd’s gone, whenever I’m alone
I’m forced to stay here day to day but I’m afraid it’ll never be a home
Daily I learn the lesson as my hands are stretching for the stars
That this room’s become a prison, and depression’s standing guard
Making his rounds back and forth hear him pacing up the halls
I try and plan an escape route, but there’s nothing to face but these four walls
I’ve fought stagnancy head on until my bones were weak
Now I’m ready to fall into the remains of who I used to be, as a broken me
....
For everyone who wished on me to fail this it their favorite scene
La da di di da
I finally understand why the caged bird sings..

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01-18-2021, 02:35 PM	#5
Adverse low tide in serotonin bay Join Date: Jul 2013 Posts: 2,752 Battle Record: 37-28 Champed - GWL Picture Challenge - Guerrilla Writing League - Black August II Rep Power: 15446146	My aching bones hum hymns of restlessness Every beat of my heart longs to be wherever the adventure is Cemented feet so my spread-out wings couldn’t carry me far This room has become my prison, a terrarium in a jar I inspect the bars, without grasping the fragility of my glass reality Every time I make a break for the light the demons drag me back down - it’s crab mentality My perception is lost inside of me, I’ve lost my senses, too You could never see the world as bleak as these aqua lenses do Idle hands do the devils bidding, I try my best to stay busy Distracting from the fact that I could do ANYTHING in the world ......as long as it fits inside this cage with me I tweet the tunes loudly when the crowd’s gone, whenever I’m alone I’m forced to stay here day to day but I’m afraid it’ll never be a home Daily I learn the lesson as my hands are stretching for the stars That this room’s become a prison, and depression’s standing guard Making his rounds back and forth hear him pacing up the halls I try and plan an escape route, but there’s nothing to face but these four walls I’ve fought stagnancy head on until my bones were weak Now I’m ready to fall into the remains of who I used to be, as a broken me .... For everyone who wished on me to fail this it their favorite scene *La da di di da* I finally understand why the caged bird sings..