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Trapped

April 30, 2015
By kkwyatt0731 BRONZE, Greenwood, Missouri
kkwyatt0731 BRONZE, Greenwood, Missouri
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Trapped

In this claustrophobic box with nowhere to go.
The sun has gone down while it is still day.
The tears stream down my face like a waterfall,
That I can’t control.

Trapped

My life has no purpose,
To feel depressed like this for the rest of my life.
I’m drowning,
In a pool of sadness.
With nobody to save me.

Trapped

The voices in my head laughing at me.
I tell them to stop, but they won’t.
They never stop.
The voices screaming at me in my head,
Feel like needles going through my heart.
The pricking pain persists.
A million scars on my skin,
inflicted by the worst and loneliest nights.

Trapped

Everyone out and having fun,
While I’m at home,
Hearing the laughter,
That I have never beheld.
They say it will get better,
But I know it never will.
Trapped


The author's comments:

My sister inspired me to write a piece because she also has depression and I channeled what she felt like to my writing. I hope that people will think after reading this piece that depression isn't just some silly sickness, it is very serious and causes great harm.


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