Insanity

Here I am ,standing

Shackles tearing apart

My skin

Bruised. Starting at my feet,

extending to

My hands

immobile       there is no use anymore

I look down with

My eyes

Blurred and empty and dark

as the room I'm in

Author's Note

NEED COMMENTS BY TOMORROW PLEASEEE

Reviews

[kublakhan27]

A sombre scene indeed, and I don't think you have to be certifiably insane to relate to this...well done :)

[plainme]

Well, it's way past tomorrow, but I guess that a little review won't hurt?
I love this one, as it progresses and finalises, it has that strong punch to it. Which is something I absolutely love in a poem.

[Tai Ryens]

I can visualize the predicament well, as well as recognize the metaphors for what they are. You feel trapped, frightened, and unable to move. Well done.

[leahanne]

I loved this. I can visualize the bruised skin like there has been many attempts to rip from the shackles....