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I lay, curled within my manmade cocoon,

Shielded from aching with sheer wings,

Guarded from unwanted things.

But detached and lost am I from a world,

That comes packaged in vibrant and dull,

Of plenty and null.



But I hide, clinging to my insides,

Running away from the things in which I can confide.

For no longer can I escape the truth within the lies,

And no longer can I run and not hide.

For today marks the beginning of an age old story,

A cycle that begun that never seems to end.

A life that’s been shun, a never ending trend.

For my sorrow revealed a light,

And my hiding revealed a sight,

So brilliant, captivating this shriveled heart.

Blinding and beautiful from the start,

Reminding, me that…

As I lay curled within my manmade cocoon.

I Am Trapped.



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IntrepidRoseThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Nov. 24, 2011 at 2:38 pm
Nice poem. I like the imagery. It reminds me of my enviornmental issues teacher talking about living in the suburbs. Great piece.
 
Desti_B replied...
Nov. 26, 2011 at 6:48 pm
O.o geography?? lol....what does that have to do with it?? lol...or am i missing something 
 
IntrepidRoseThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Nov. 28, 2011 at 8:25 am
The suburbs are, in a way, a man-made cocoon.
 
Desti_B replied...
Dec. 4, 2011 at 6:10 pm
oooh...lol...makes sense 
 
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