Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

April 24, 2012

Trapped Behind These Cold Glass Walls

by Imanni

trapped behind these cold glass walls
white fades to black
emotions run deep like a cut with a four inch blade
cold glassy stare from sharp crazed eyes
look into the mirror what do you see
a crazed person staring back at me
words spin as tho they're on an amusement ride
but this is not for fun
lives are at stake
don't take the risk
black slowly turns to red
deep bright hard red
pumping out of the cold and disturbed heart
what do you say
how do you react
the cold glassy stare freezes in time
prickly thorns arise on that heart 
thought to be made out of steel
they let down the castle wall guarding your heart
but the pain they can't see
the fire taken over your soul
walking slow like a zombie
screams that they can't hear
your cries for help echo against these glass walls
someone throw a brick or a stone
let me out of this vicious cage
that we've both built
me out of protection
you out of control
someone help me
sweaty hands surround tightly around the throat
squeezing the life out of you slowly
like an anaconda on the verge of an attack
i guess this is the sign that i'm going mad
the unseen bruises
vision of him appearing like a ghost
i'm going crazier than most

1 comment:

  1. This POEM is about a rape vicitm fighting with the decision to report and having people judge her she feels like no one can hear her and no one else cares because she now become a number and nothing more

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