Frayed

They creak and groan, they scratch and scrape

They make the hairs raise on my nape

They cut, they slice, they tear, they rend

What they begin brings me to end

They know my dreams, they know my fears

They whisper nightmares in my ears

Day in, day out, they scream inside

And from these things I cannot hide

I try to run, try to get free

From demons born inside of me

I bite, I chew, I scratch and scrape

I ponder both my life and fate

I cry, I sob, I’m beyond words

I live in prison, trapped by nerves

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1 thought on “Frayed

  1. I truly enjoyed your application of thought behind this incredible poem. I love to rhyme my poems as well so the way you backed your creative thought with a free flowing rhyme really appealed to me. Thanks for sharing such a lovely poem! According to your convenience please do read some of my writings would love to know what you think about them 🙂

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