Sufference

Sufference

A Poem by Rebecca Isherwood
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High School Era, one of my better ones-me thinks.

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I just can’t believe
This is happening to me
Under the spell of depression
Forever suffering from oppression
My world is so restricted
        I’m suffocating
There is no air to breathe
I try to see but
The walls are closing in
Closing in all around me
They creep closer and closer
No other soul in sight
        I’m so very alone
It is the darkest of nights
Helpless and naked
I cling to what I have
Material possessions
Of no value at all
I try to stand tall but
         I collapse
Though not claustrophobic
I feel crushed
The walls, the floor
They keep tightening

I look upwards
My only escape
As I see now, is the sky
        A ceiling of stars
Far beyond my reach
So fiercely I push
But the walls will not give
Holding on for dear life
I have yet to really live
        I keep gasping
There’s no relaxing
Like walking on eggshells
My breath I release
All of it leaves me
I am propelled to the sky
A shooting star on her own
        Independence
I have been set free

© 2008 Rebecca Isherwood


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Rebecca Isherwood
Rebecca Isherwood

FL



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I'm a Jane of all trades. I might as well be a centipede for all the things I have a hand in. I'm interested in all forms of art; Poetry, Photography, Drawing, Sculpture, Arts in general, Music, Lyric.. more..

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