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My Prison
Contributed by
angelface
on
Wednesday, 3rd March 2004 @ 12:08:20 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Within moments the room was different Tension filled the air It crept in like smoke, choking my lungs I could smell it in my hair. Nervous glances were quick to follow, Messages whispered through silent eyes. Furtive looks found their way toward me, Under smiles made to disguise. Hushed words turned to quiet conversation. Their not so subtle glances a little more bold. A shrill laugh was stifled behind me, And I shivered as I if were cold. The room seemed to be getting smaller, As though it was shrinking into a cell. The walls were closing in upon me, Surrounding me in my hell. I wanted to escape the pressure, But it was as if I myself was locked in. Their eyes were like my prison guards, Punishing me for an unknown sin. I felt myself begin to get angry As hot blood swept through my veins. How dare they be so invasive? So keen to get a glimpse of my pains I stepped a little further into the room Walking what felt like the Green Mile, But they watched me just like a jury, And I felt as if I was on trial. A distant voice broke into the silence, Replacing the nervous tension with surprise. "What's wrong with you all?" it screamed, "Can't you look into my eyes?" After sharing uncertain glances, Their eyes became fixed on the floor. The tension was now suffocating, I couldn't take it anymore. As I turned and fled from their stares, The tears streaming down my face, A thought flashed through my mind, Maybe prison was the better place
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2004-03-03 12:08:20] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: My Prison
(User Rating: 1 ) by full_blur on
Wednesday, 3rd March 2004 @ 12:13:27 PM AEST (User
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well done. This poem made my skin crawl, from the tension and your amazing description of the suffocating environment. |
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Re: My Prison
(User Rating: 1 ) by dark_poetry2404 on
Wednesday, 3rd March 2004 @ 12:14:06 PM AEST (User
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Wow! that was really good. i like poetry that i can relate to and its like you kinda i don't know but i felt it you know. it was really good. keep writing
~*~in the end comes a tear~*~
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Re: My Prison
(User Rating: 1 ) by Putteragain on
Wednesday, 3rd March 2004 @ 12:53:59 PM AEST (User
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this new style is working for you well done
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Re: My Prison
(User Rating: 1 ) by desire on
Thursday, 11th March 2004 @ 11:45:02 PM AEST (User
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this w as really good and a good read...keep it up...slr |
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