Childhood Prison

Childhood Prison

Help me I am trapped

Trapped in an alien domain that I don’t recognise

Explosive fire throbbing inside my head

I am about to go crazy but nobody cares

My trembling soul is dying to speak out 

I try to make myself heard

I try to express my hurt

My feeble voice can’t get through their thick head

I am suffocating in this dim-witted home

My upset is not trivial; I am growing raw pain

Hence, I share my tears with the rain and my solitude with the moon

Imprisoned by childhood in these damn four walls

Please God make me grow up tomorrow and escape from it all

I am only a child; why am I carrying these heavy stones of sorrow

This is not me

This is not the way I am meant to live

I want to scream and shout

Labelled as the disobedient child 

My anger fuelled by hurt

Incapable to turn against their cult

My childhood forever lost

If only I could turn back the clock.

Reviews

[A. Amos]

My childhood forever lost
If only I could turn back the clock.



Love the plea, pain and emotions in this deep poetry and above lines are pure honesty in words...simply amazing

[Ambra Celeste]

Your review is much appreciated as always. ;)