I envy the birds
How they spread their wings And soar through the sky Not a thought on their mind Free to fly far away Let the wind carry them But here I am locked In this small gilded cage And my wings are clipped
Explaining the feeling
Of feeling frozen Is like explaining to a child Why people hurt There is no delicate way To describe the intensity The entrapment Words trapped in my throat My body wrapped in invisible rope As though a man at each side Pulls the rope tighter And tighter You want me to explain? Honey, I can’t explain Something I also don’t know
Paralysed in pain is my common reaction when I’m trying to process something painful to me.
a silent cry can be heard
within a thought filled by screams, but is anyone listening close enough to hear the tears as they fall... a passing silhouette may slip in the puddle of whimpering sadness left behind, but does anyone truly know how to clean up the mess of pained silence...
They say home
Is where the heart is But for me, my heart Is lost, Is lost in darkness, In darkness of the Deep timeless ocean, Sinked deeper inside the abyss, Drowned by my Own thoughts
I dared to dream, but my dreams are dead.
What once was bright, is now cold with dread. I wanted hope, but found only fear. Now we see that I don't belong here. I tried to leave, but I'm trapped in place. Stuck in this eternal stifling embrace. But after everything, and all that you said. I dared to dream, but my dreams are dead.
That one corner
In your closet Where you just sit And think She told me to stop. I promised her I would. That one corner In your closet That you're always Trapped in
For awhile now I've been free,
But I feel stuck, drowning in the sea. I've been good at hiding my emotions and scars, I've been searching for you among the stars. Running into eachother broke my heart, But you say it's better to just stay apart. I still have my demons I need to fight, And you took away my light. You can leave my life that's fine, But don't blame me when I shine. I may not have you, But I have someone new.
Prisons won’t last forever
Death is something everyone meets Prisons won’t last forever The past is something everyone leaves
I know how I’m going to die.
Trapped inside of my mind with no room to stretch and no oxygen to breathe, surly my own thoughts will suffocate me long before I turn to stone from my rigid posture. I’ve always wondered what I was meant to be and if I will ever be able be that.. To attempt to accomplish everything I’ve laid out for myself is terrifying, especially when those I loved the hardest already have a mold ready for me. as if this was a twisted tale of Cinderella, I was forced to wear something that could never fit me. Blisters and bruises weren’t the only things I received. now I hide inside of my mind, a body inside of a body, because how can he hurt me if the real me is hidden ?
Left in the ashes
Of a burnt down past How long will this feeling last? I feel trapped inside my own mind There’s nowhere to hide It’s making me slowly go blind Losing sight of what matters My world shatters Right from beneath my feet Slips away Everything I love Thrown anyway Into the hole I dug.