Jake Warren


Mental Maze - Poem by Jake Warren

Sitting in a locked cell
Waiting on a break from routine
As stories start to trail
And the demons haunt my dreams
Standing in front of bars
Holding out until the bitter end
Trying to hide my scars
While questioning anything is a sin
Confusion rains down on me
And paranoia welts my pride
As I see that I am so lonely
And the person I was died
Can’t I have a break
And be given a second chance
Lighting the match
Setting this hell ablaze
Trying to find my path
Out of this mental maze
Trapped in betweens walls I fear are made of stone
Signaling that I am doomed to spend my life alone
Claustrophobia’s grabbing me and pulling me down
As I’m panicking that I’ll never be found
Pacing a locked cell
Wondering where it was I fell
How did I get so lost
Where did all my hope go
How much can my mistakes cost
I don’t want to compensate
I fear that it’s too late
I have no time to worry about the past
All I can do is run and run fast
Lighting the match
Setting this hell ablaze
Trying to find my path
Out of this mental maze

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  • (3/3/2007 9:38:00 PM)

    Well done Jacob..... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 27, 2011


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