In Prison Feelings
This poem is about how difficult it is for me to find the words about how I feel to the girls that I’ve been romantically involved with.
I want to tell you how I really feel but the words can't come out.
It feels as if the words are trap inside a cell that's called my heart.
And the guards are my thoughts that say "step away from the bars."
But when ever I'm drunk with thoughts of you, my heart feels like a rocket that's aiming for the brightest star.
I need that shine! I'm a shrivel plant that needs the sunlight to help me bloom strong.
This only happens when I am drunk with thoughts of you.
When I am sober it's all gone…
my heart is no longer free, it's back into its cell with my thoughts as its guards…
About the Creator
Alberto Bautista
There’s nothing much expect I love music. It’s my escape it’s where I can be myself. I write music, play guitar and sing.
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