Trapped

by ღtheღcrunkღpirateღ   Mar 19, 2006


She feels so isolated, so alone
the only sounds that reach her are the muffled fragments that filter through the fragile bubble that has become her world, her very existence.

the bubble weakens with each hurt, each worry, each tear that reaches its marbled sides. One day that bubble will cease to exist, it will burst and she will disintegrate into nothing.

but until that day she is Trapped.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Fighter (Ariane L.)

    Great poem! i love the metaphor. keep it up!
    -xXx-

  • 18 years ago

    by nadsyy

    Aye dis was gwd i loved the last sentence...overall gwd work....love dia mwaz xoxo

  • 18 years ago

    by cassie

    I love this poem, it seems to have a lot of meaning in it, you are a very talented writer and i cant wait to read more of your stuff, if you ever need to talk feel free to email me, please comment on some of my poems it will be greatly appreciated.
    love cass xoxo

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