Trapped in this room with one exit. No one who understands, no one to help me escape. I often climb out to see the stars or to feel the rain against my skin.
I can see the way out, but I don't take the path because of the fear that holds me back, or because in this room I feel safer than I would among others.
Sometimes I can't move. The fear is too much to handle, and my body shuts down.
People come to visit me, but I don't talk. I keep to myself here because I'm the only one who truly knows the deeper problems inside. The only time I ever answer is when they ask if I ever though of escaping. If I did it, but never made it far enough before the demons caught me and brought me back here.
I always thought that life would be easier. That I would live to be the person I truly am, but I am trapped in this room with one exit, and no one to be here with me. No one to help me escape.
Poem By Me....
