Glass House Of Reflections Poem by Leah Johnston

Glass house exposing my sins,
my lies and thoughts
of hearts true desire.

Guilt flowing all around me
on the walls,
the floors,
the ceiling

Creeping up around my shoes and legs,
slithering up to my soul
devoring everything in it's path.

I cannot escape it,
though I try.
There is nowhere to run and hide.
I am trapped inside a cage of glass,
unable to break it
unable to be freed.

When will it stop?
When I am driven mad by my own mind and actions.

I must confess,
Give my life to save my soul.
To burn in hell would be oh so merciful.
Here I will lie forever...

Trapped inside a damn glass house
worse than hell.

Unable to be broken
Unable to be freed

[April 15,2008]