Walls Poem by Ana xxx

Thoughts flowing quickly like a river,
Wish i can stop them, i feel i'm going mad

Closed eyes, unborn tears dies befor it begins to survive
Wrist bleeding, Knife still laying in my hand

Memories of days have gone so far away,
Some beautiful, some attached to pain, but why should i feel this bad?

Walls are closing in, destroying what never was,
Pulled me under the wreckege, dead here, still i'm feeling sad