P.O.D Poem by Kelyn Brown

P.O.D



Lusted in the shadows
Trapped in the belly of the beast
Tried calling for help but what's the point, nobody can hear me in this prison called my room
If i even left this prison...left this earth what would i be...?
I would be the same person that stand right before you now, a nobody
They say this world is suppose to be free then why do i feel so imprisoned,
Why can't i break through these wall that hold me back from life
They call me P.O.D that's what i am a prisoner of dignity
What's the point of living when everyday i open my eyes and i am the same person that looks through this mirror everyday
When will i wake up from this nightmare called my life and start living
I don't want to sit here in this prison and die a nobody
i am afraid...somebody help me...Help me break out of these wallls before i dis, make me a somebody, somebody this world will never forget
Lusted in the shadows
Trapped in the belly of the beast
P.O.D prisoner of dignity

Will life ever find me? ...

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