Chained and alone, I sit here in regret
for all those times you yelled I cannot forget..
I cannot break free, or escape the pain
as you keep bring me down, keep making me insane
Why do you act in all these ways?
through all the nights, and all the days?
Why did you lock me up? and throw away the key?
why cant you let me live and set me free...
Why am I a prioner, just left here to fume
locked away in this cell I call my bedroom?
I wish that you could see, and look into my eyes
and see all the hurt, and hear all my crys...
But that'll never happen for I underdstand now
I am just the prisoner, the one who must bow.
bow into your plans, and into your judgement
for I am nothing but a victim to your torment...
Author notes
for the dead travel fast
Written March 18th, 2004
A contest entry
- Show Me What You've Got by LostParamour.
500 points, ended September 16, 2004, 61 entries
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HELL YEAH GOOD LUCK!!!!
TRISH -
Thanks for entering my contest... Good luck!!! I'll make meaningful comments when I judge the poems... I'm just thanking everybody for entering right now...
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This is a really good poem. Good luck in my contest. ROCK ON!
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great great great awesome job!! never let anyone walk over you be strong and never give up! keep hope alive! Great job and goodluck in the contest! *aLi
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