A Poem by Alexis L. Thompson

Alone with herself
to think of her.
Thoughts of sorrow.
Happiness a blur.

Alone with her mind.
Center of her own attention.
A hell in itself.
The Devil's invention.

Alone with no escape.
Trapped in her head.
Scratching at the walls.
She wishes to be dead.

Alone with her thoughts.
Dying to get away.
She wants them silent
just for a day.

She says for a day.

© 2012 Alexis L. Thompson

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loneliness is a prison with no bars.....'Trapped in her head...scratching at the walls...great lines.....Well done

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Added on August 28, 2012
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Alexis L. Thompson
Alexis L. Thompson

Waterloo, NY

Well, I am 22 and I have a passionate, open relationship with poetry. lately i haven't written much. life catches up to you and you just don't seem to get a chance. so many things to write about , no.. more..