TrappedA Poem by Silly_Clumsy_AmberThe air is draining and I can no longer find a breath. My eyes are closing as I fade to my death.I wake up, my eyes become wide open. My mouth is ready to speak but no words are spoken. Frantically, I look around my once private room to see people watching me, waiting for me to begin my doom.
I realize I'm trapped in a cage like an animal as if I did something that made me a criminal. Their eyes are filled with joy while they watch my pain and I open my mouth to try and say something again.
All I see is a cynical boy laugh with ease and his parents usher him out like I'm some disease. I am trapped in my own grey world while everyone around me has dangerous smiles that become curled.
The audience forms in a line yelling, and screaming waiting for the bottom of the ninth. My breath is becoming a thick hazy mist and just when I'm about to close my eyes, I hear a voice I missed.
I focus on the sound that I just heard and saw it belongs to a person that once had cared. His smile lit up seeing that I'm still alone with my hands and feet in chains, so there is nothing I can hold.
His words spat out with the truth, "This is what happens when you die from your youth." I became a trapped creature that goes unloved and nothing now can save me, not even the power from above.
The group around me laughs at his phrase not even effected by my state of craze. My sight is now fading to black while my hearing may not come back.
I am trapped like an animal in a cage waiting for someone to pull me backstage. Instead of any help, water trickles down my spine and now H2O will be the end to my crime.
I will die with no last chance and I shall always be trapped without a dance. I am now the prisoner of my own life and will escape it once they stab me with a knife.
Trapped.
© 2013 Silly_Clumsy_AmberAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSilly_Clumsy_AmberMNAboutI'm 16 and you can call me Amber. I love to write and read. Movies and stories are basically my life. Other than that, I love to watch sports with my dad (mainly American Football) and just relax. The.. more..Writing
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