Trapped

I'm Stuck inside the darkness
locked in this small room
trying to think of good things
which quickly turn to gloom

looking around quite frightened
sitting in my chair
thinking of where i could be
my room is beating like a snare

im depressed and freaking out
i dont know where i am
i can't even see
like a pillow in its sham

in this enclosed kennel
stuck just like a dog
thinking if im ever
gonna get out of this fog

the beating starts to slow
all my happiness has gone
the room is getting darker
as my life reaches its dawn

The beating has now stopped
I am laying on my bed
the slits must have gotten deeper
and now i think im dead

i now know where i was then
where i quickly fell apart
to me it all makes sense
i was trapped inside my heart.

---Nick Adams