Memorable.
New member
I wrote it when I was extremely depressed and contemplating suicide. The theme comes from the idea of feeling like you're trapped inside a glass box and everyone can see you, but they can't hear you screaming. The title of the poem is surrounded.
Surrounded.
I'm trapped inside this glass box for the public to see. Looking around for that one person who might have the key. They think they know me so well, but I'm not what I seem. They are passing me by, but they don't hear me scream. They don't hear me shout while I try to get out. Can somebody please just give me a guide to heal all this pain I'm feeling inside? I feel like my heart is about to expire. Someone cut this wire. To somebody somewhere, you could be a key. Watch closely, don't just look; really see. Don't force it, don't pry. Just remember, it's blind to the eye. Just passing by,_________( my name).
So...what do you think?
PLEASE BE BRUTALLY HONEST. Don't be afraid to hurt my feelings. I like constructive criticism
Surrounded.
I'm trapped inside this glass box for the public to see. Looking around for that one person who might have the key. They think they know me so well, but I'm not what I seem. They are passing me by, but they don't hear me scream. They don't hear me shout while I try to get out. Can somebody please just give me a guide to heal all this pain I'm feeling inside? I feel like my heart is about to expire. Someone cut this wire. To somebody somewhere, you could be a key. Watch closely, don't just look; really see. Don't force it, don't pry. Just remember, it's blind to the eye. Just passing by,_________( my name).
So...what do you think?
PLEASE BE BRUTALLY HONEST. Don't be afraid to hurt my feelings. I like constructive criticism