Inner Self

 

Locked up in a room

Chained up to a wall

My inner-self is trapped

By the evil that surrounds.

 

Family members mock

Not listening to

The pleas of my inner-self

Screaming for them to aid.

 

Sisters point fun and mock

When they see my chains

Not careing that my inner-self

Is slowly dying.

 

My father’s just as bad,

When he hears my cry

Saying I cannot see your chains

So they must not exist.

 

Mother is the only one

Who tries to understand

The pain my self is feeling

Tries to free the bonds.

 

But she is weak

She cannot pull the chains,

She listens to the others

And leaves me there to die.

 

It seems to my self

That the only one who counts

Is my lord and savior,

Only he can save me.

 

My Savior I trust

That if I put faith in him

They he will free my inner-self

And let me be me.

 

He is my only friend,

He is the one and only

He is my only love,

He is the one to free me.

 

With the lord looking at me

He gently pulls the chains,

And they come right out of the wall

Setting me free to face my evils.

 

My lord still helps me fight,

The Evils that surround,

But the one thing that I say counts the most

Is that he set me free.

Reviews

I really liked how the poem was going at first, but then it got to the "savior" parts. I'm not religious, so I guess that's why. But I suppose that doesn't matter what my opinion is and others will like it.

The bit about parents not understanding is entirely true; especially to me. You'd think that since they were young once they would know how we're feeling.