Here I'm trapped,
In this world,
I curled up on the ground,
I think it used to be brown,
The darkness gave me a frown.
Before I was grown,
Everything was nice,
I played a game called Transformice!
Now it's all melting like ice.
Can I ask for advice?
What do you do, when you're trapped?
Feeling like nothing matters?
Should you cry for help?
Welp, crying doesn't really help.
Can't go anywhere,
everything is closed.
I'm trapped, I curled up on the ground,
Thinking this is all a nightmare,
But the world gave me a frown.
It's all so stressing,
This is just depressing.
It's all messing with me,
Everyone else too,
So I curled up on the ground,
Realizing it's all real,
I dropped a tear.
Moral of the story/about:
I published this a few days ago, it didn't show, though. This poem is basically about being trapped in your house, cause everywhere is coronavirus. And it's making you depressed by being in the same place for a long long time. (Also tired), can't wait till the coronavirus is over
Oh, and don't forget to wash your hands
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Feelings through poetry
PoetryCover by: @Guinealove2005 (Go follow!) My collection of depressive poems, that reflect my feelings. They're build on real life situation and feelings I went through. Behind every is a very deep meaning, thoughts, feelings and some motivational advic...
