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Eleanor Jul 2017
I feel trapped and helpless
I want to break free
But I don’t have the strength
I scream but no one is there
My cuts get deeper every time I move
I break free, I run
I see a golden light
Then darkness I am helpless again
Eleanor Jul 2017
I feel a ghost of pain
I want to feel more
I want to see the red
I want the pain
I feel the ghost of something sharp
I want it in my hand
I touch my arm and imagine the pain
I want the pain
The pain will free me
I want to make the marks
I want them to cover my arm
I want the pain
Eleanor Jul 2017
We are trapped and we can never be free
We scream but nobody can hear us
We cry and we can't stop
We are being overpowered and nobody can hear us
Blood is being scattered and no one cares
Motionless bodies are in the distance
More of us are becoming like them
There are no more screams to be heard
No more crying
No more blood being scattered
Now there is one of us left out of thousands
Then there is nothing
We are defeated and we can never win
Eleanor Jul 2017
I feel unaccepted
I feel angry
I feel unloved
I want to scream
I want to run far away
I want to cause myself pain
Eleanor Jul 2017
Snow gently falling
The one I love is calling
Cold winter air
Blowing through my hair
In the distance a light glistens
As I watch, I listen
For the sound of an Angel
Eleanor Jul 2017
All the world is at war
We are not safe
Red snow under our feet
Gun shots ahead
Then a green tree with lights
Men step over the trenches
We don't shoot
We walk towards them
Singing Songs
It’s Christmas on the Battlefield
It is a poem about Christmas day during WWI

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