A poem of a Moment

 

 

 

 

My head is boiling

Like a volcano about to explode

 

My hands are tightening

Unable to control them, unable to hold

 

 

 

My teeth are pressing

About to crash each others

 

In the middle of the class

Cant shout, cant cry, cant whisper

 

 

 

But unable to hold myself

I dont know what to do

 

I feel trapped in myself

Unable out to go

 

 

 

Free me, O ...Free me

Free me from what I feel

 

I gave up trying

Not finding what may cure me or heal

Author's Note

written from 10:00 a.m. to 10:05 a.m. in Algebra Class
A poem in a moment of feeling down.
It may contain some mistakes or irrelateness but i dont like to edit poems which i write in such situations because they just go out alone.
So please ignore these errors u may find

Reviews

[Nima M]

I can totally relate. I didn't find any errors (I didn't look too hard, anyway). It's awesome. My brother writes poetry, but I usually don't like to read poetry. Well, I guess that's not true. Since I've been on WC, I've read lots of poems, most of them I liked and some I didn't care for. But I like yours.

[Manpreet]

Nice work!

[Nath]

Oh, it is truly horrible to feel this way in class, because one is too afraid to give vent to the despondence in public.
Bless writing for being a silent release, hopefully it helped.
Sometimes there is nothing that expresses raw emotion better than a a raw, unedited poem, as is the case here.
Wonderful work.

[Alex Vidmar]

This is great :) sad, yet great Natty. I love it. Well written. :)

[Dr Ayaz chandio]

a true and sincere expression of feelings..liked it .

[Hotwater]

feelings expresses in a moment!... they must be true.
*bird*

[stars are far]

this is so nice .... well written ...
keep it up :D

[Raven Starhawk]

I found this to be such a remarkable gem. I think it is because I can easily relate and find pieces of myself within every word.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the feel of too much thinking and losing your mind in this poem. The description create a vision of someone needed to escape. A very good ending to a excellent poem.
Coyote

[SuicidePact.]

awww I can relate, and i also don't like editing spur of the moment poems either.