Daniel Adams

Rookie (15-11-1991 / Newcastle Upon Tyne - England.)

Optionless - Poem by Daniel Adams

Walking through the doors, hearing the lock go click.
I feel the walls close in on me, I start to feel real sick.
I dread to think of what's gonna happen here,
Enranged or enthralled because of too much beer.

Wanting to leave, screaming to be saved.
This home to me, is like a master of the enslaved.
Hating the sight and the sound of the place,
I mention the name with a sneer on my face.

I run to leave, I run away from the past,
Hopefully that will be the last
Of the times I have to walk in that door.
I wish I could leave them all behind, and return no more.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 11, 2011


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