Cellisia Posted March 22, 2006 Share Posted March 22, 2006 I'm all alone in a dark room I don't know where I am There's confusion in the air And I don't care No one would notice if I wasn't there No one would care No one would dare Dare to come after me Wherever I may be I don't know anymore? Where am I? The room smells of death And the walls and floors are black Too cold for words I'm trapped Captured But by who? Who would want to take me away and why? I am unloved and always have been And as I look around the dark room Trying to adjust to the blackness I think "maybe it won't be so bad" Sure I'm just been captured and left in a unfamiliar place But whoever captured me And left me in this place of death Must have cared Maybe they had figured I'd be better off dead Maybe they are helping me in some strange way I wonder how long I have been in this room And I try to uncover the memories of what was forgotten But nothing was their Did I even have a life before this? Maybe that life was a dream I can't tell anymore In that life I was forgotten I had family and friends But I was invisible to them And now I awake in this room of dismay In this room of nothingness What is this place? I can no longer tell the difference of the floor and ceiling But what does it matter anyway I'm just left here Just like before I'm forgotten I'm a spirit and nothing more Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tesseract_Witch Posted March 22, 2006 Share Posted March 22, 2006 In this room your are not a prisoner of the darkness, but of the ignorance darkness incites; "Did I even have a life before this? Maybe that life was a dream I can’t tell anymore" Lost in that state of unawareness is the true state of imprisonment. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cellisia Posted March 23, 2006 Author Share Posted March 23, 2006 so basically i got this down right right??lol i didn't even know that for myself i just wrote what i was feeling, oh joy... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
yeawutever Posted March 23, 2006 Share Posted March 23, 2006 Good that you write what you're feeling, never let emotions get bottle up. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ålter Ego Posted March 24, 2006 Share Posted March 24, 2006 so basically i got this down right right??lol i didn't even know that for myself i just wrote what i was feeling, oh joy... Poetry is about feelings, and I can feel what you wrote. It was beautiful. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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