"Who the fuck is Alice?"

Poem

 

Core, poem by Layne Staley

 

 

 
Core
 

Self imprisonment


I suppose somewhere inside me


I yearn for freedom from


That which holds me stagnant


Over exaggeration


turns underestimated emotion...


Emotion. Why the urging to hide and


slow the flow of that which could,


And perhaps will, improve and


heal the burning side of me?


I am protecting my pain


And it's mine


And I so badly want to keep my


Pain to myself


But, in doing so, I am hurting


So many who cross me, or care for me


Aching for love and acceptance


Only to throw you down in the latter


Of your shared love


Yet anger and guilt not shared


Between me and you


Your are blamed for all


that is a mystery whithin myself


Oh, I pray that I might someday


Throw a blanket over that angry child


If the strength is found within the


Core of my being


His tears soak my heart and


Weigh it down


I am drowning, and I am tired


And so very, very lonely


I am


Written by Layne Thomas Staley

 

 

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