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Apr 2015
I feel trapped. Trapped in a box that I cant get out of. No matter how hard I try, I just cant. Its like the box im in is taped shut, and all my screams are muffled out. Its like the box is sound proof, like the box im in doesn’t want anyone to know that im screaming on top of my lungs wanting to get out, to feel free. I feel like im running out of air, running out of time, and the walls of the box is caving in on me. Like its getting tighter and smaller every time I try to escape. Maybe the reason why I feel like this is because maybe I feel like a box myself; an empty box with nothing in it. I’m empty and dead. I want to feel alive, I want to live a free life with nothing holding me back. But I cant. Because im trapped, in a place called highschool.
jhssn
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jhssn  narnia
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