A room of my own

by Courtney   Aug 27, 2008


My wrists are tied & my hands are broken.

My mouth stitched shut words unspoken.

As i hang my head low & look to the ground.

I see my feet strapped to a chair & bound.

Every wall so close as if I weren't sane.

With water covering the one window pane.

I stare out the window without a blink.

How did this happen is all I could think.

The room so quiet with only me there.

The walls with no door so explain the chair.

This is for me & today for my heart.

I was torn, it was shattered & so ripped apart.

The light seemed dim as I looked at the glass.

The water not rain but tears come to pass.

Is this the end of a terrible dream?

My face turns red as I start to scream.

I put myself here in the dark & alone.

But what comes next is the only unknown.

I'll let myself out of this darkened room.

If I can't, I beg, please help me soon.

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