Sorry, this one is more intense than others and I just noticed this. Along with every poem, just read with caution, and please, if this is causing you any harm or discomfort or to feel anything bad at all please stop reading, I don't want you to be hurt in any way. Thank you.
Frost covers the bedroom door
A pickaxe
A hammer
To shatter the hollow
Bash and bash
At the thick window glass
Lovers cries
That can't be heard
From inside
Trapped and trapped
In a room
Thrown and trashed
A girl sits
In the corner
Her hands tinged with blood
Her arm an unintentional jagged mess from her nails
Words scrawled
Upon the walls
Coming from her mouth
And painting her faults
Whispers in her ear
Telling her to give in
To the cold
To die
She stares and rocks
Back and forth
Tears streaming
Sobs caught in her throat
As the frost from outside
Slowly crawls in
And freezes her body
From outside in
The lovers cry
The family screams
Her friends sobs
As she cries out for help but can't see or hear them
And she's trapped.
Trapped and trapped.
Now unable to move
And even try to flee.
Caged in her mind
for the rest of eternity.
As everyone tries
To get her free.
YOU ARE READING
Nobody Was Meant to See
Poetry[Trigger Warning, please be safe when reading] They aren't supposed to know. They aren't meant to read these poems that I'm writing. I've concealed them for a reason. -Shitty poems about how I feel-
