Trapped

by .+*Jess*+.   Dec 23, 2005


Im in a dark cell, sitting, trapped
My wrists are strapped to the arms on the chair,
And I break free
I look up and see a door, leading to freedom,
My eyes lighten up and i walk to it
I feel a force pulling me back, its the rope
I try to break free, I can't
But maybe I can reach freedom, the rope is long
I open the door and the light of outside blinds me
I run and I feel like I can fly
The rope is getting shorter, but I don't notice
I'm ready to jump to the real world
And the rope pulls me back to the cell
I'm trapped forever, alone in fear

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  • 18 years ago

    by ZOE

    THis is a really cool poem!!! 5+ lol! see you soon!!!xoxox