My Trapped Soul
By: Jenny Alforria
Pass the exterior is my soul…
My ego has had its daily dose
I feel like I can conquer the world….
But if you look deep within
you’ll see the little girl.
Oh yes the ego has been stroked
But not the soul…..
The void is this bottomless pit with a superficial glow……
never have I made love to someone
never did someone really know
Buried deep inside is that little girl
who never got the chance to grow
She’s lost somewhere still in that abandoned home.
And I have become addicted to all these superficial things…
But deep inside somewhere I want help
Somewhere inside I want others to know I’m suffering.
That I want a deeper love than the high I get from percocets and zanies.
But don’t know where to find it
So drug addiction became the closest thing
Pass the exterior is my soul
and inside I’m suffering.