Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Pseudonym96Poems
Restrictions I’m tied up, Caged Dead Caged Sick Caged Confused I’m shackled to the words of the Old That bind me To a life I do not want Blind me In a fruitless rage I see colors in dull hues when you remind me Of all I cannot be Because I am Me I feel the panic Static in my mind and brain I go insane at your words “Because you’re a girl” I’d much rather you **** me ‘Cause those words constrict me Suffocate me Make me wish for death as I drown helplessly in your judgement Oh Judge Jury and Executioner! Have mercy I do what you say I am what you think you want Please leave me alone I am pleading Down on my knees, hands clasped Have mercy! I do what you want, when you want, how you want I limit my questioning so you don’t shout out those dreaded words “Because you’re a girl” They are the noose Slowly wrapping itself around my neck A coiling, winding, unwinding snake Come on Is this really what you want? Panic and anarchy inside of me As the tears flow down my eyes, into my throat to drown me I watch as you fill up my lungs with concrete And expect me not to bleed from the inside out Well I am all out of blood I am dead, I am done I’ve been buried alive Go find your next victim.
0
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 1:32 PM UTC
Dear Society
Restrictions I’m tied up, Caged Dead Caged Sick Caged Confused I’m shackled to the words of the Old That bind me To a life I do not want Blind me In a fruitless rage I see colors in dull hues when you remind me Of all I cannot be Because I am Me I feel the panic Static in my mind and brain I go insane at your words “Because you’re a girl” I’d much rather you **** me ‘Cause those words constrict me Suffocate me Make me wish for death as I drown helplessly in your judgement Oh Judge Jury and Executioner! Have mercy I do what you say I am what you think you want Please leave me alone I am pleading Down on my knees, hands clasped Have mercy! I do what you want, when you want, how you want I limit my questioning so you don’t shout out those dreaded words “Because you’re a girl” They are the noose Slowly wrapping itself around my neck A coiling, winding, unwinding snake Come on Is this really what you want? Panic and anarchy inside of me As the tears flow down my eyes, into my throat to drown me I watch as you fill up my lungs with concrete And expect me not to bleed from the inside out Well I am all out of blood I am dead, I am done I’ve been buried alive Go find your next victim.
To anyone who feels shackled by rules of a society that has outlived its relevance.
#society#restrictions#suffocation#anxiety#panic#judge#judgement#equality#feminism
Written by
Pseudonym96
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 1:32 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem