Trapped

by Mark Coates   Jul 9, 2005


I sit alone
In this crowded room
Everyone's making noise
But me I prefer my own company
Deep inside myself I am
When everyone else is talking
About what to wear
What to wear tonight

They cant see what I really am
They don't know that I'm scared
They cant tell that I'm running away
That my home is nothing

That in this world
Alone I am
My windows are tinted glass
My house is closed

My bedroom is painted krimzon
My arms are covered in blood
My body screams in pain
My head throbs in fear
All I finally feel is relief
For knowing what I've done
Was the right thing for everyone

© Mark Coates 2005

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  • 18 years ago

    by N J Thornton

    Good poem

  • 18 years ago

    by ASPHYXIATED

    This was very well written! I loved the last stanza so discribtive! Its sad yet a good read! i enjoyed this alot well done x

  • 18 years ago

    by ScarletHaze

    gr8 poem hun but didnt u originally make this as a song? either way it was very good xox

  • 18 years ago

    by undying blusher

    a bit gloomy there...I like it, but this line confused me, perhaps a typo: "What to year tonight"

    i can relate...to the first part at least...hope you're okay...catch me on msn sometime...

    xxx

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