Trapped short poem

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I have been trapped in this room
With locked doors and no windows
With nothing but a creaking bed
And an old mattress too hard for comfort

Once in a while a door would open
But there was no light
And the only sound present
is its creaking hinges as it closes again

My knuckles are bleeding
From the countless times I punched the walls
Just to feel something
Other than emptiness

But the feeling of pain is fading
My hands are numb
And the shadow of hopelessness
Is following me around

I’m still trapped
Isolated by the unknown
Leaving me to die
With nothing but a bleeding heart
And an empty soul

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The claustrophobic soul within the confines of four walls…wonderfully portrayed!


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