Fragile

 

I am trapped,

And these lines are the only thing saving me.

I am captured,

And these lines are the only thing setting me free.

 

I go crazy,

And I find myself all alone.

I am lost,

And forget everything I’ve known.

 

I’m fragile,

And a little sore,

I’m a little broken,

And walking out the door.

 

My friends tell me I deserve better,

But I’m not so sure,

I have everything I don’t deserve,

And then I feel a bit unsecured.

 

Everything is falling,

Breaking piece by piece,

My world loses value,

And my hopes decrease.

 

So I’ll go home,

Write a poem or two,

Paint a picture,

Or anything to do with you.

Reviews

[Pakino]

The poem made me also think for a bit. I liked how you talked about the mind and will of a person throughout the poem. I also liked how you ended the story by giving a ray of hope. Very good.