It's hell, as always
People stare and look at you
Never taking their eyes off
Stalking behind you
Talking behind their hands
Paranoia
The urge to hear them
They are saying something
Something about you
You can feel them closing in
Enclosing you
Telling you how your no good
How bad you look
Why you don't fit it
Because your different
Your you
And it starts
And they force you, and force you
You do their dirty work
Just to get in
But they are still there
Still encircling you
Like a tornado
And you are the eye,
The centre point
The focus
The thing that everything comes down to
Your supposed to be strong
And here you are cowing in the middle
In the middle of the circle
Not knowing how to get out
How to save yourself
And it gets worse and worse
And you can't breathe
They are strangling you
Making sure you can't see
And it's over, all of it
And you dOn'T Know whAt to DO
AND THEIR SCREAMING AT YOU
AND YOUR SCARED AND TRAPPED
AND IT ALL FLASHES BEFORE YOU
THINGS YOU NEED TO DO
AND THEIR STILL SHOUTING AND TELLING YOU
WHAT YOU NEED TO DO...AND ALL YOU WANT...IS....
STOP...
and you can't breathe
and your head goes numb,
your legs, pins and needles
and you collapse
just like that
and you don't know how,
but suddenly, your on the floor
and your dizzy
your head hurts
your confused and you don't know why
and all you need is to escape
wherever you are, that's what you need
and you pray and pray for it
just to have some hope, some sort of conscious living
because its there, right there
the door, that one door
that's what you need to do
turn the handle
and escape from hell.
Author notes
An emotional wreck of a person is what this poem is about, mostly it comes down to paranoia, just the feeling that people are after you and your trapped, but on another level, its kind of like life. Your trapped here, in life, and you don't know what to do sometimes and you scream and then all you need to do is ecape from life, but in life, there is no door that you can just escape from, it doesn't work like that. So you have to live it out, and then you percieve life to be teh hell which it has become for you and you end up begging for a way out.
A contest entry
- I want to feel your soul!!! by Leanna-bean.
375 points, ended March 21, 2008, 7 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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I really like this poem although you broke the rules there for a second which I think is really fucked up I still liked it a lot! Very suspenseful. Thanks for the entry and good luck!
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Wow - i see what you're getting at here Shannon, very descriptive and really shows what you're talking about. Sets your mind loose and paints a picture. well done and good luck in the contest <3 xo
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