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Captive

March 20, 2015
By KeelyR BRONZE, L.I.C, New York
KeelyR BRONZE, L.I.C, New York
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With cold claws am I held captive in this cell
A prisoner in my mind left alone to dwell
Shackled down and tormented
All I seek is salvation
To cease these voices in my head
That control every small amount of dread
To rid my body of this disgust
To rid my mind of this distrust
A weight that bears pain
A pain that bears horrors
Not a single person could tell
The amount of pain reflected in my eyes
I had lived hell
I had become apart of it
No matter how near or far
It existed in me
Around me
Consuming me whole
I was powerless to it
It was in control



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