Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2011
I'm locked inside my head;
A prison of my own design.
Holding myself ransom,
Somehow, I've only started to mind.

These bars I've fashioned around myself,
Held me close, protected me.
But I feel like now I'm missing something,
And in order to find it I have to break free.

I'm screaming inside, I'm tired of hiding,
I know there's a key that belongs to someone,
If you can hear me, please, use it! Let me out!
It's so lonely in here all alone...

On the other hand, I must have done something very wrong,
To have been placed in a prison where the bars are so strong...
Written by
Meghan Marie
915
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems