February 8, 2009
I'm in and open hallway,
The ceiling high above my head,

The fluorescent lights flicker...
over and over, making my head spin,

People gush out of their classes,
oozing around me.

They're just mindless chatterboxes,
immune to out locks and cages,

I gulp in the infested air,
the oxygen suffocating me!

The door is right in front of me-
my free-ticket to life.

I need to get out, and-
my hand twitches on the knob,

but I cannot make myself open it...
I'm trapped.

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smmrox said...
Mar. 19, 2009 at 3:58 pm
I like this, it seems so true like a real situation and so calming.
ChildOfGod said...
Mar. 15, 2009 at 2:31 am
That was really good!
I could feel it in a way...
Keep writing!
missusE said...
Feb. 23, 2009 at 2:21 pm
You made me jump into the situation. I could understand the emotion. Everyone feels this way!
Kattykat418 said...
Feb. 21, 2009 at 3:28 pm
I know what you mean
DJC said...
Feb. 20, 2009 at 3:29 pm
This was a wonderful poem! I felt like I was "trapped" too, with all the great imagery!
susanits4u said...
Feb. 20, 2009 at 2:26 am
I love the imagery in this poem. The teen years are supposed to be the "best years" but I feel you describe what every teen feels at times - trapped in a situation which we can all identify with. Fabulous!
Analise said...
Feb. 19, 2009 at 9:36 pm
I really liked this poem! I think I even liked this one more than the other one, and I LOVED the other one! Keep on writing poems, you are AMAZING at it!
Perfectionist47 said...
Feb. 19, 2009 at 9:24 pm
Please comment on my page! Also, check out my poem "To Become..."
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