I think I have grown in the shape of a square
That is the shape of my box.
My feet at my chest and my hands in my hair
bound with no keys and no locks.
Inside my box is cramped and tight,
And when I breathe it rattles.
During the daytime I see no light
In here I fight no battles.
My breath is stale and my hair is tangled,
All I know is the dark.
I fear that I am horribly mangled
From living conditions so stark.
I want to get out and see the ocean
For there is a world to see:
The sun and the moon and the stars in motion
All laid out for me.
Being stuck in a box is bad, I believe
For my muscles and my bones
But my body might fall apart if I leave:
This box is all I know.
In here I feel little sorrow or pain
Inside and out I'm numb.
I feel not the wind, nor the cold, nor the rain
In silence, I am dumb.
A terrible ache settles deep in my soul
Past limbs twisted far back
Shut away from the world, I can never be whole:
All that is living, I lack.
"How hateful, how horrid this box is!" I cried
"If I leave now I might get stronger."
Though there's nothing left keeping me trapped here inside
Perhaps I'll stay a bit longer.
I really, really, really, really, really, love this poem just saying
I really love all of your poetry, but this would have to be my favorite. You are a beautiful writer
Sometimes I feel like this is me. Everything's telling me to get out, see the world, but sometimes I just can't...
Anyway, you're freaking stupendous.
This is amazing!!
Lordy, darling. That was chilling and amazing. You NEED to post more of your writing.. Like WOW.
Thank you-- I plan to eventually, I just don't seem to get around to posting it.
This is good and clever
Yeah, you´re right. It´s a decision to get out of the box. And just maybe we have to make that decision every day. You can do it. :3
Thank you for your support. It is a decision. Maybe I'll get there.
This is beautiful. There in nothing else to say.
This was beautiful!
Wow, this was beautiful.
This is one of the most beautiful and sad things I've ever read. You've done a good job.
It makes me want to cry. I see so much of you in it, but how could it have anything less? I suppose it's just that I am lucky enough to see it clearer this time.
It is strange how things like this are like how I feel everyday.
Rhyme, are you me?
Rhyme, are you me?
You should write more poems! This is epic!
Thank you-- I write more poetry than I post.
This is really amazing and deep Rhyme! you're so talented, I love it
I really like this, keep it up!