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Here I am again, Curled up and bloodied - Snarl held tight, About to rubber-band snap At the first thing to come close - I can feel the panic Lightning up my spine -
The bubble in my chest is expanding, Not with joy, but apprehension. The desire to escape keeps nagging at my brain, I see bloody wrists behind my eyelids.
I’m not a toy to be played with, become bored, then discarded. Can’t even say good morning, this mess is retarded. I fail to see love in those brown eyes reflecting back at me.
Adrenaline boiling in my veins like hot molten hot lava or acid rain. Once the seasons change and the heart heals, nothing will ever be the same.
Revolving door, I guess I’ve come back for more of course. Spirit numb and heart can’t take much more. Only takes a smallest of gestures to have me banging on your door. Begging, pleading for just a little more.
How do I believe that or whole relationship was fake? An act to get close to me, never give, only take. I’ve done the research, such much sounds shockingly familiar. Words described you to a tee, seems clear, yet unclear.
It seems that I'm running in circles...Realizing something should be changed,Making efforts I think I've got progress,But, in fact, I'm trapped in a cage.
You know that train I was talking about? I think it took a wrong turn Cuz now i just feel misplaced Like i don’t belong here
I am still,but I move; in my head,
Head under water Held in place, trapped I'm losing my breath Held in place, trapped Still, you keep me there Held in place, trapped It is all my fault Held in place, trapped
Behind closed doors she hides herself and what she has become, the cuts, the bruises, the angry words said - that should never be undone. But luckily she lives and so forgives "Him"
Hospital Operator How Can I Help You I need One Moment to talk to my friends. How Do You Spell That? I need One Moment to stop feeling
wrap myself up in the soft comfort of my blanket Pulling it over my shoulders and across my chest Protecting myself from imaginary threats
o the terrors of being locked in a jar (to have a 360-degree view of a world u can’t touch what is life with an airtight lid hold ur breath
Sometimes I feel like A caged animal longing to be free Knowing if I flee That he'll come after me. My thoughts are not mine, I belong to him. My ways I can't have, He won't allow them.
We've turned into monsters Said we never would Saw it shown on t.v. Said it never could. It could happen to you I heard them all say, Never say never 'Cause never's today.
It’s a soft tissue cage , inside a bony cage . Dancehall is always open , one or more’s a crowd , When the whole place is thinking it gets crazy loud. Sometimes things move quite fast , they then tend to
Living with anxiety is like living in an invisible box. It has 7 walls, one for every day of the week and a glass ceiling to remind you that you’ll never escape. The box’s name is fear.
learning to fly wasn't the goal what use did I have for that kind of freedom? all he wanted was someone to catch I fought my instincts trying to fall was much harder when I already knew how to fly
His touch was little at first. Barely holding onto my back. With time his touch gripped on to my neck like a huge claw. I was a slave to his world. Do as he says, when he says, how he says.
I thought that i could fly - like the birds so high in the sky. But i never learned how to take flight, letting all the opportunities pass me by.
You stiff my breath Make my throat go numb I can’t say a word And you want me say a lot Why do you have such cruel inflictions on me? Is my soul not enough for you to keep
You stiff my breath Make my throat go numb I can’t say a word And you want me say a lot Why do you have such cruel inflictions on me? Is my soul not enough for you to keep
You beat me, You yelled in my face, You slammed my head into the walls. You broke my soul, it came crumbling down today. I always said that I'd forgive you, but I haven't,
My mind is like a haunted mansion. It's beautiful and big, decorated elegantly. But there's a hidden mystery. There are unwanted guests, who come and go as they please.
who you talkin' to wit' that attitude chicks lookin' 'atchu like you something different dude actin' like they know it all when you've said nothing at all, rude
I slept and I slept, and I slept Sinking to an insurmountable depth Couldn’t revive or arrive for a breath Where am I, who of me is left? This tailspin, burnout, whatever you call it
I’m inside the labyrinth It’s like King Minos built it for me Perfectly designed for me Just for me, me alone. I don’t know which part I am Neither the directions of it Nor where to go
On cold nights like these Where I’m happy with People in my lifeAnd without you in sight I can’t help but wonder How did you turn out
I see a lot of us stuck in routines Allergic to humans but loyal to things Driven by instructions and not allowed to dream Are we now robots or still human beings? We follow trends that pop in our screens
The first time you asked for a hug I flinched. It was because of you. But it was not. It was all about me. My head was playing a horror movie.
She stood in front of the gate that she had seen rust The only difference was that now she could see over it For the first time she heard cars on the road that were miles away She could see through the dark
Dear Anxiety, It seems strange to be writing to you When you feel just like another part of me, An extra appendage that I can’t amputate
Fallen in love with things unseen Culture I have adored People I'v never met before Inspired beyond reward Trapped in this selfish humanity Gated we'll always be
God drifts his fingers Through Spider nest clouds as their Creatures scatter down. Scurrying feet and Panic induced webs trickle
Leave me alone Those words sharp and cruel It's cold it's cold it's cold I don't mind the feeling I don't mind the frost
Don’t be afraid, Just take my hand. Come on let’s getaway, And forever I’ll be your man. I already know the consequences,
Trapped knocking on a cylinder bottle. Child locked with no safety key Drowned in odorless desires, Panting, sweating, boiling, Whimsically lost in this dismay. Stumbling upon memories,
We have a lot of mountains That seem too hard to climb. We try to solve our problems And then run out of time. We've been checkmated so often That the game's out of our hands,
Shadows begin to clearMind starts to slowCan only be near The final blow In the endYou move forwardWheather you bendOr wheather you break
She grabbed her pearl beads And her room key Left her soul in agony Cold street corners Search for donors Empty handed she won’t be Empty hearted, possibly Dying slowly, audibly
This night i almost feel alone again. My heavy work shoes are like prisons for my soles. Just like this Building is a prison for my soul. Far away from the mate to my soul, sleeping in her bed.
Mechanical gears grinding in a damp room beneath the surface Metal on metal , ear piercing racket , the noise resonates within Yet remains muted from above
You trust me, don’t you? I love you. You whispered so sweetly, I believed you, I believed you could free me from my cage. I loved you, I trusted you. Our bound was unreliably new
I was made in America. My grandfather is a veteran. My father black. My mother white. I am from a bloodline of freedom fighters. I was packaged,
Dug myself in deepDeep into this pitI try to climb upwardsTowards the inviting lightWaiting at the top with open armsBut I fallDarkness surrounds meThreatening to pull me under
Can somebody call for help... Get me out of this cell... I don't belong here...in this insane asylum... It just amazes me... That nobody cares.. That I am stuck...in this insane asylum...
From here I see a world, A place I can touch and feel, But at times I'm uncertain if it's real. Apart from the people, Puppets with thoughts and dreams, I wonder if it's all that it seems.
I’m in a bad place No matter how far I run I cannot escape it And I cannot live without it I’m stuck within my head
In this house, we eat supper as a family, no elbows on the table, But remember, keep your emotions neutral, that way you won’t be called mentally unstable,
The racing of our imaginations --you argue, perhaps, that is our incentive?Lives without incentives are insane,and insanity with incentive is life.And how can we know what is beyond our mountains,
I'm stuck. I'm stuck in the middle. In the middle of a fight I never wanted part of. A fight that shouldn't involve me, but it does. I hear the yelling and threats and oral abuse.
Anxious dreadwells up inside his chest,As he anticipatesIts arrival.
There is no end to the circle I live in. I attempt to trace back my steps, but my resistance is met by force. Around and around I go: Stuck within the rotation- my existence is characterized by one of two states:
All my life I wished to be special. I've never been quite sure why and perhaps I never will but I always dreamed of being unique.
Fake smiles, fale people, All that surrounds me. Walking past the windows Gives us a glimpse of what we are missing. The people outside look joyous. Free to leave! Free to live!
Broken wings Shattered piece of mind Trapped on Earth Unending time No way back No way home Surrounded by evil No place to roam Good is evil And evil is here
Once, on a broken winter's day when I had nothing left No words to say, no power lain upon my shoulder, I wept Silent tears of nothingness, not knowing I was home To feel left without destiny, abandoned, isolated, alone
this is the day the one single day on its own its not much but maybe thats the point it doesn't have to be much I mean we don't remember days we remember moments and not every moment either
Trapped The cure to cancer The answers to the unsolvable All stuck inside the mind of a young millenial Trapped by the crushing barriers of expensive college tuiton And of course, Student Debt.
They left us Oceans stretch for miles No food, no shelter Only the clothes on my back and something else My sweetheart I love him. When we touch My hair stands on end
StrandedBehind the miles of oceanSand piled up like hoursAnd dark just dark: Empty.Just water, andSand, andDark, and Me.And I needHow I needI need Air
Nobody knows there is a cage, / That you have been shoved inside.
I remember the first time I cut like it was yesterday, Even though it was my freshman year of high school I had tried earlier in my younger years to do it, But I could never quite build up the courage
"Love of my life Why do you hold a knife? Don't you know the love? And hope from up above The demons you are now free of The demands that you must give up But you afriad that you might,
"There is a beast inside That controls my heart My soul is slowly dying And I need to stop the hurt This beast contols my mind Never is there peace or rest Can I get free in time?
"I am so different now I never wanted to stand out I wanted to fade into the crowd But my thoughts were just too loud A whisper to a shout The words come pouring out."
I saw those cold streets Glass shards covered over the sidewalk in November And every time you speak a little of your soul leaves your mouth Dead bodies and warm blood with the intuition to kill
Growing up sucks in this world Having pressures to be perfect You try to get away from it Clear your mind and run away But you still have that voice The one in the back of your head
Some days these words you speak fly at me, attack me leaving me overwhelmed, bleeding. These weeks my heart is overloaded by your cutting tongue, your biting opinion of what is right
Hot, sticky, and wet
Now I’m stuck in a world that just won’t leave It won’t fade out and I’m trapped in between You aren’t there anymore And I’ve got no one to trust One day you’ll wish you were there To keep me from myself
Never have I found a way to change the way I feel,All this hatred and agony is getting hard to conceal.No matter what I do,I always feel so blue.Lost within myself waiting to be free,All whilst hiding pain,
I'm trapped in a room where the door is always open When I try to flee I find a sadder story has been awoken For I have wondered into yet another cell Only a grander stage in which to scream and yell
What a nut What a crazy girl She’s lost her mind She is lost She has no guide Her pain suffers
another day I wait For another fresh take on the fundamental question of 'What is Today?' I don't mean the day of the week or a arbitrary holiday I mean of life Why do i feel like I'm suffocating?
It's like locking up a butterfly in a cage. It'll fly around feeling trapped looking for freedom.
See me a thousand times, know me never. If you could see the world through my eyes for a single day, you would never look upon me the same. My closest friends know not who I truly am: under the skin.
Lately I’ve been wanting something more My mind is clear and I see an open door I’m running, scurrying I can’t reach the other side I lost the key that holds dreams that died
The wind will blow away my sin Copper devils wait in the tall grass I walk on doves feet across the clouds Fallow my feelings little fish Sing about rain I sometimes wish I was a monster
I see you In a clear compact box
Days, weeks and months collide I'm starting to forget who I am inside Not sure what to think or feel Wondering if I'm even real Finding new ways to hide Fears still reside
Screaming bloody murder, but no one can hear the cries Cannot hold on forever, can hardly put up a fight Locked inside a cold room, lying on the hard floor Beaten in the gloom, here be he prisoners of war
I'm listing in these waters of oxidized dust,
Don't be a brat! BAM BAM Stop being stupid! BAM BAM You need to learn! BAM BAM Don't fucking talk to me!
Hearing the screaming and shouting in my house, I don't know what to do but grip my blouse. I used to think "This is where it all ends", But I looked past that and started to ascend.
These infernal steaming pools, housed in rust encumbered riveted domes, Constructed by prison masons posing as scribes, Spout their plumes of water rising to eclipse skylights, fogging up the warped cracking glass,
people will never recognized a simple girl. who is like other girls, simple as a paper flower. who really is nothing compare to the real flowers. whose color and petals are different from others.
The drugs don’t tame me anymore Dinner is cold and canned And every night, like clockwork I take it out on myself And you can’t help me
I mold the perfect skin, the impenetrable shield. I break mirrors to conceal the lies from myself. I shake hands and kiss cheeks, smile and "say cheese" Never worried that my mask will crack, it's applied to a T.
Everyone else is a puppet to the Puppet Master
Can you see the madness behind my eyes
"In spirit I am free. Free to spread my wings. Dream to fly, do I. Dream to experience new things. But in physical, I am caged. Caged till the end of my age. No. Freedom is not free.
Classy and collected, everyone expects me to be.
Sometimes I feel trapped inside my own skin behind my own walls Trapped by my own decisions Sometimes I feel trapped under this roof
Split tongues slithering air, Puffing plumes of vapid vapor,
Sir no sir. Please leave me alone sir. Let me sleep sir.. This isn't rite please don't touch me.... I'm only 11; you're 50..
Its not my fault mom didn't love you
Sick heart, dripping with gasoline, fueled by the cigarettes thrown like darts the whip’s bullseye that tore her apart, innocent and caged, helpless to cleanse itself, gives in to the rage,
You know I thought you were the one. I was caught up. Entangled in your web. I inhaled you. Skipped school for you. Dreamed of our future and ignored my dreams for you. Gave so much but in return I received lust.
The intensity of every beat of my heart electrifies when we depart. You have been gone for so many years over this time I shed so many tears. This emptinessI feel in my chest
In an indefinable world Only able to transcribe Sensations and experiences Through words, sentences and phrases A translation, misread Lead to schematics Of life dynamics
I reach out to grasp the door handle But my hand is stopped Stopped by glass Glass is all around me and I panic Clear top, sides, bottom Then the water
The walls she built she thought it'd save the way she hides the creatures from outside The noise she makes bounce off the walls and don't go through like usually
You said to me, "I am Lost" So I etched the constellations in every freckled part of my skin, so you would always know where you came from when you traced your fingers across my hips.
Games of the heart are not easily won. Is there victory when the battle is done? Loss of blood will occur on both sides.
They aren't just scars They are demons I fought at 00:00 They are my insecurities My deepest fear And my lonely nights They are my insults I have recieved and the Emotion I can't contain
I hope you're comfy,
The shear overdriving of coldness waves upon the surface if my skin
Broken heart Lonely soul Bored mind Hard to find A creative escape A mind's way to encapsulate A beloved place's flaws The creative cup's straw to better sample the iced tea
And outside, life Is cold. The trees are as bare as my bones are hollow, and through the chains over my window I can see the world outside- Moving. It's all still moving, without me.
I just wanna go back Cause I feel like I’m in a trap I swear it felt like a heart attack Like I fell off track
You make me insecure. You lied. You looked me right in the eye and lied to me to save yourself. Because god forbid you ever be held responsible for your actions.
You look at me with that smile makes me feel like I can run for a mile, till you trip me with your sexual statements and volgarity, you hooked me in the beginning, made me feel special
Racing into the night, heart pounding with vengent fright. Nostrils flaring, eyes round with quivering fear. How does anyone get out of here? Wooden bars staked in the ground,
A person, full of pain and sorrow, a heart that is parted in the middle, held together with one thread of hope and faith…
i need to freeze this plane and travel to a parallel plane and then return and pick up life where i left it when i'm ready hibernation but when you hibernate the world keeeps up spinning
Who is she?
One of my old poems:
There's a peculiar type of loneliness incurable by just your company.
She had so many friends No doubt, no worry' People said they would love her to the end But she was in too much of a hurry Often ran from her problems But didnt run enough
Metal box No loose ends No escape Trapped in a structured prison, everyday is the same no change no change makes him crazy his thoughts wander
Who's right? Who's wrong? We'll see in time the lyrical meaning of this song. Pissed off, confound. I'll show you who's getting hurt this time around.
I have zero desire to do anything constructive;
I am trapped air. I want to scream but I cannot speak
Why can’t I succumb to these emotions? I see spring, but feel winter Petals dance in the stinging wind Gust of stormy winds raise me to the utmost high
Sitting in a corner I hug my knees rocking back and forth as the walls close in on me. Four corners, four walls, they have been my home for an eternity. Every day I wait and hope for the day when the doors fly wide open.
I'm stuck in a box full of language and clocks. my chest is squeezed tight and I can't love right.
There's a void in my head. What could it be but the emptiness I feel in my being? One tells me I will not make it, Another tells me they see a bright end of a dark tunnel. The ideas in my head scream for attention,
Helplessly falling beneath your wide eyes Smile while your lips speak into my soul flling my belly with butterflies Caramel fingrtips pressed tinderly onto my brown skin
Trapped inside a box, I feel Trapped inside a box. There is no more room to feel There is no room to love. My heart is solid like a stone It will not bend or break.
If I could change one thing, it’d be this tall, intimidating fence. I’d tear it down and frolic away deliriously into the world that’s been waiting for me.
Dance and writing are my outlets. The two things that make me the happiest. Two things I don't do nearly enough of. Maybe that's why I feel sad, stuck, Like something's pent-up, caged, Because they are.
My life, I watch it from the passanger side of the car, go go go and never come back. Today, apart of me; who I am died.
I'd love to scream
Screaming hurts But I need to They can't hear me But still They have to I've been trapped Too long I feel my breath leaving I have to scream But it hurts
Fourteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Spain. Germany. England. Parents. Money. Him. Why does the universe prevent Me from living? I’ve lived my whole life
In school I fake a mask of friendly satisfaction, Feeling like a fool for three fourths of that time fraction, Teachers just see me as a student, To friends I'm just another face,
The sun shows throught the leaves,
I am from ditches and crowded streets,ca
The bird wanted to be freeFrom the cage he was stuck in.The bird wanted to be freeTo sing his song to friends.The bird wanted to be freeTo create a mother-bird.The bird wanted to be free
Everyone talks about it Why won't you be about it This angry hand that you raiseDoes nothing but appraise It appraises our loveHow worthless it isHow it hurts to stick around
I'm trapped Inside my body. I don't belong Here. Nobody wants me. Here Nobody understands me. Here I need an escape from. Here I'm trapped inside my body.
Again, I begin, to feel like I'm going through life in no particular direction, to feel like instead of being one in million, that I'm one in the millions, I don't feel like an individual,
She wakes up Feels the rush All in one motion Takes in the sickness Because it peels skin Until she bleeds It clouds over her mind Until it is black and toxic
Here I am. Broken, scarred, thrown, trashed. I'm nothing more than your puppet used to your manipulation. Your tight grip on my life has me suffocating and struggling from my last spoken wish to be free from this torture.
Follow me my dearest one Allow me to show the way to perfection. Lay your head in my hands For I’m about to give an explanation. You are fat my love. A waste of total and complete space
Confined Enclosed The Corridor becomes the world Beyond the world The Void unfurls A whirl of faces and facades Flashing frightening bright allure Falling down to meet the gods
Put me in a cage Let me run in my head Tell me to wear this No wear that instead Do you ever get tired of bashing me around? I am not your personal clown
bound to the thought of tradition, chained to the idea of reality structured in the ways of the ones before you, trapped in the shadows of others
Trapped in a so-called paradise I'm getting high off all my sins Watching the world as it tumbles over A loss for every win
I couldn't say to you what I'd really like to--This morning I woke up with an aching head,My arm had three bruises instead of one--You are my teacher, but who am I to you?
Alone and cold, it grows so old. Scared to leave, nothing to achieve. The rose wilts, the scale tilts. Loves dies, hate flies. Passion gone, nothing to pawn. The black swallows me,
“Be interested,” everyone tells me,but this interest is so hard to be found;There is only apathy.
In a world where goodis not good enoughand perfection is an endnever quite attained I am trapped
Ever feel like your trapped In a bottomless hole so deep but yet comfortable to your new surrounding familiar with the dark walls and the ordinary smell that become your only companions
It’s all gone. You took everything from me. (Or did I take everything myself) My family, my friends… They slipped away. Vanished. Under your mind games. You cost me my life. My future.
Regina Fulton Clark Atlanta University Trapped in the Hood
What do you do When no one understands you Being looked as stranger Crazy, weird, deranged But nobody know me, t he real me That's waiting for the right one to come and set me free
Silence would be ideal except for having noise. Run from reality and seal all the exits. How do you answer the door?
I'm lost in this tiny space, my mind has decided to leave and didn't warn me. I have no human interaction, not even the warmth of sunshine on my face. My thoughts are random and seem meaningless, yet they are taking control of me.
Where in these dark caverns I lie alone, Hidden without the wakefulness pure bright In the shadows, I silently atone, Awaiting the purge of the searing light; But doubtly I conceal thyself of night
He taught her how to fly and soar only to break her wing. And he could've saved her when she fell but decided to do nothing. Instead he locked her in a cage, refused to tend her wing.
Shattered hearts and Broken dreams Call to me in the weary night Silent screams and Fallen dreams I can't reach them. No way out No where to run Hold on to your sanity
Little bird in your cage why do you sing such pretty songs? trapped in a cage your whole life, and yet you seem happier than I. Little bird in your cage why do you sing such pretty songs?
We're supposed to be happy but we're not in love. I want to forgive you but the pain has become my drug. The past has ended but we can't let it be. Why can't we both be free?
Shadow of a smile vacant searching eyes hollow echos of laughter hidden by a disguise Every heart ache forms a new crack a crumbling piece of art trying to hold it all together
I’m a professional at wearing a mask, but once I’m off the stage it starts to crumble and I’m left standing with myself. Looking into a mirror that reflects the past Of another person’s life.
My body was a temple my heart made of gold a stranger he was so impulsive and so bold he took what was mine innocence forgotten as he crossed the line
Days Waste Away And I Sit Frozen In Space. A Thinking, Feeling Blob Of Emotionless Apathy, Focusing on Nothing, Yet Everything. Walking Contradictions In My Analytical Head Can't Focus,
I am here. In this dungeon. I fear losing my grip on sanity, for the longer I am bound to this cage the more I feel my mind chip away.
Amidst gothic bewitchery and roaring seascape, I delve into the cryptic conscience of primal instinct, shadows sprawled behind, mouth agape, Of trivial human things I could hardly think.
A box I was trapped in a box A box that was molded by the visible hand of man that told me what I should or should not be Defined by labels that are still stamped across every inch of my being because of what you say
What is wrong with the world?
Time enchants her victim, begs me near to sharp being… Wraps round frail shoulders as she tickles porcelain cheek.
This small house, (do you see?) was not cramped, (so you see.) there could not be, (see. see. see.) many things (you don’t see.)
The street I walked down the street The wind whispered in my ear. The only sound is the pounding of my feet. I wish there was more to hear. The wind blows in the towering trees,
Limits, limits They seem so fucken fun! In actuality they make me want to run Run into the sun Away from restrictions
My fear consumes me. I'm torn on the inside. Should I stay for you, Or can I run for me? I feel your soul filled eyes, Staring down and judging. After my past with you, How do I change me?
I am in pain, From my head to my chest, Nothing has changed, I always tried my best, But it did nothing, I don’t belong here, I am something, But I can’t shed a tear, I am in pain,
My knees are weak They begin to tremble From fear of deceit My body longed for home, that was calling for me. How did I get to this point ? I feel like I've lost all hope, stranded I was.
It’s like he’s trapped in a cage. He’s building up rage Within the days He’s been spending in this place Where he’s stuck, Surrounded by his own thoughts and emotions That his demons brought