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Aug 2018
In the middle of it all;
Im unable to break through.
Ive been pierced deeply,
& Ive learned how to bleed.
Its tight around my body;
& Im squeezed so hard.
Like Im in my own web that Ive created for myself;
Because Im so trapped.
Im unable to breathe;
Because the thorns are so sharp,
As they pierce me deeply.
Im just slowly losing blood;
Im just slowly losing myself.
Cant move.
Cant scream.
Cant escape.
My veins slowly split into pieces;
& my bones suddenly crack in half.
Im torn apart;
As my heart breaks apart from my body.
Im spinning fast.
Its getting me dizzy.
Its getting me dripping.
& soon Im going to drown in my own blood.
They are too deep inside my skin.
Im deeply pierced on every inch of my body.
& I think its too late to catch my breath;
Because Im choking while Im pierced in the neck.
Its too late to try to escape.
Im caught.
Im trapped;
& I cannot get out.
Im on a bed of thorns.
The wind shoots me with thorns;
& Im held hostage in thorns;
& I cannot escape;
Because they have a hold on me.
Im in the web of danger;
Im in the web of thorns.
Written by
Caterina Correia  34/F/Bolton
(34/F/Bolton)   
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