Trapped

Feeling claustrophobic in this cell
The walls are coming down on me
Retreating back into my shell
I’m not who I used to be
I’m suffocating 
Is it hard to tell?
These venom infused words are killing me
Chocking me out till I can’t breathe
Trying to change the very essence of me
Freedom is just a door away
But my cell doesn’t have any doors
Only a window sealed with bars 
Feeling trapped and alone
The darkness is enveloping me
Is this the end of me?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Lamoureux Avatar
November 30, 2017 at 8:49 AM
This is a sad and awful feeling. When we are trapped in our own thoughts we can also imagine our way to freedom.
S. Avatar
December 5, 2017 at 4:43 AM
I think the hope for freedom is what keeps us going <3
Ajmal Avatar
November 30, 2017 at 8:14 AM
You ve describe the scene really beautifully here and it s again a very good write,
S. Avatar
December 5, 2017 at 4:42 AM
Thank you <3
One Avatar
November 29, 2017 at 1:29 PM
You describe the sensations of being trapped very well in this poetic gem.. Well written..
S. Avatar
December 5, 2017 at 4:40 AM
Thank you <3
Parker Avatar
November 28, 2017 at 6:57 PM
Is it the end... or the beginning of your comprehension of that which you can endure?
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