Prison

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My fingers curl around the bars
My nose squished in between the slots
These barriers
These prisons.
I'm tired of feeling unwanted
Of looking down and seeing
that black and white striped shirt.
My feet are chained to this cell
This prison cell that holds my soul.
I want to break out and scream
But I know
I won't even hear an echo in return.





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Susie M. said...
Oct. 9, 2010 at 3:21 pm

what a great metaphor! the ending is especially powerful. not even hearing an echo in return....

wonderful

 
NothingSpecial said...
Oct. 4, 2010 at 9:32 pm
prisons are always a good symbol. you did a nice job of portraying it :)
 
hollyhottell said...
Aug. 31, 2010 at 5:40 pm
hey thanks alot...and i wanted to say i have been writing poetry since i was 8 to lol i to get my emosions out when i write..all of my poetry relates to me in some way...i really like this poem and often feel that way....great job....ill keep checking out ur work if you check out mine...by the way i rated it 5 stars...great job
 
thewriteidea This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Aug. 31, 2010 at 5:49 pm
thx! and i'll for sure check out some of your stuff
 
hollyhottell replied...
Aug. 31, 2010 at 6:04 pm
yah thx to you to lol
 
evrycloudyday7 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 24, 2010 at 1:23 pm
there is a real sense of loneliness in this poem and a strong sense of being constrained almost... emotionally? i dont know if i got that right, but this is good! nice work!
 
thewriteidea This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Aug. 28, 2010 at 3:12 pm
yeah, the whole poem is supposed to be a metaphor of being trapped alone
 
iWriteToExpressThouqhts said...
Jul. 10, 2010 at 3:42 pm

That was good , keep it up :) PLease come and check and rate my work

 

 
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