My Place
by GEM
In a place where hardly anyone can hear.
I speak in muffled sounds.
They hardly reach your ears.
I see everyone and thing.
With bloody hands.
I pound upon the glass.
Entrapped I am.
I struggled all I can.
But you never grant me with even a look.
That which surrounds all I see is with a reddish orange tint.
That comes from my frantic state.
I`m slipping further into the embrace.
I begin to close my eyes.
I lay motionless as lies and screams...
mollify me to sleep with frighting dreams.
My sweet and hellish dreams.
Cease my screams so nothing comes.
As my thoughts are made real to me.
This place in which I`m kept.
It is my prison,but I know not my crime.
As this becomes my eternal place.
My voice gives way.
Silence is gifted to those who wander near me.
Stillness is everything now.
