Collection of Poems (#Wattys2015)

Trapped

All my life I have shown restraint.

Hiding with in my metal cage,

Wrapped in chains upon chains,

I bury my joy, my sorrow, my rage.

As years gone by, the buried resurfaced

And a transformation commenced.

I held back a beast behind my bosom,

A monster I could never fathom.

My fortress of solitude,

Had become a prison of isolation.

It had power of a great magnitude,

I fear an eruption on the rest of the population.

Yet I hold it back,

Feeling more pain than I care to admit,

But donning a smiling mask;

My stubbornness and pride refusing to submit.

I... need... help...

With this thing that resides within me.