My World Poem by Christopher Ray

Your minds blank,

But your body's still moving,

Your wrists are bleeding,

As you watch from above,

You say 'stop please, what are you doing? '

as the acid rain runs down your fingers,

Burning a whole in your heart,

Your thoughts are overwhelming,

As your sins eat you alive,

Like demons are carrying you to hell,

but there is no light at the end of the tunnel,

threre's no saving you now,

Your world comes crashing down,

like a plane falling from the sky,

You snap out of it,

You inhale deeply,

As your walls close in around you,

And then you realize,

This is my world i live in,

But i still have no control