Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

The voices creep in as the fences I mend begin to crumble to the floor. 

I try not to listen as hard as I may but they are banging loudly at my door. 

Day turns to night as I'm left with no light and don't know what to do anymore. 

I reach to the right in hope that I might finally settle this score. 

But fight as I may the pieces they lay and leave but a crumbled mess of what I was once before.