I feel like I'm in this room
with no doors
no windows
and no light
I try to escape
but I can never get out
the room is so transparent
it shows everything that is outside
It mocks me with the elusion
of joy, happiness and light
but when I try to touch that light or joy
it hits me like a rock
and
I remember that I'm trapped
and I can't get out
and then
the sorrow and agony I felt
multiplies times 3
the room I'm in moves with other human beings
they are joyfully playing and filled with muse
It transports me like a car
but locks me in like a vault
there are 100 of other kids outside the room
they talk to me and play with me
but they can't see the burden that attaches to me
I feel alone
whenever I think that I have someone
who understands and feels my pain
that dark room taunts me
making my hand hit its cold walls
I try so hard to escape
but it shows me no way out
sometimes
I just feel like letting the room win
Ending it for me
so someone else can be trapped
so the room can imprison another poor soul
But there is that little voice that gives me hope
that tells me that one day you will break free
and you will never have to go in that room again
But like I said
it's a small voice
too small
it only comes
when I'm at the verge of ending it forever
It gives me hope
then goes away
and I'm back to that same
agonistic feeling of fear
and fright,
I feel hollow
empty
and trapped inside
that's how I really feel
- Author: Lady K (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 17th, 2016 16:05
- Comment from author about the poem: This was my first poem that I wrote that lead me to my other poems. when I wrote this, it took away this weight I felt. It felt like I was talking to someone about my feelings and because of that, I wrote other poems. I hope you guys enjoy.( if its mixed up, it was my state of mind, sorry)
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