Feeling Dead

October 18, 2011
By Gunrise SILVER, Cape May Court House, New Jersey
Gunrise SILVER, Cape May Court House, New Jersey
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Trapped like an animal
locked in a cage
all I have to soothe me
is written on this page
The door is always open
but I can't bring myself to leave
all I can do is sit and wait
and let my anger seethe
You just let me sit and rot
I'm a prisoner of the lies you've spun
and you sit safely in your room
thinking now that you have won
I fear that If I see you
That I may lose my head
and every second you are alive
I feel more and more dead

The author's comments:
This was my embodied anger written around the same time of my aforementioned suspension, more so how it made me feel inside, how my other side felt.

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