My Prison

My Prison

A Poem by Pam Nyburg

This was written in 2004 during a period of deep depression.


Trapped in myself

And left in the dark

To molder and fester

Amidst my tears

I’m steeped in pain

And shackled by fear

My soul lies bruised

My heart torn and aching

Though it longs to heal

I’m left screaming

But no one’s there to listen

No one understands my torment

No one knows my dreams

No one sees the beauty

That is me

Trapped inside this facade

This shell I live within

My prison

I’ve built for myself

© 2012 Pam Nyburg

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I could see behind your shell ..... I still can see your beauty your smile your light .... keep it on

Ypu beautifully described the feeling on depression .... I could relate , felt locked too

Posted 8 Years Ago

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It's strange how many people can relate to this poem because they have built that same exact prison for themselves. Nice write :)

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on May 11, 2012
Last Updated on May 13, 2012
Tags: pain, grief, depressed, screaming


Pam Nyburg
Pam Nyburg


I am a 34 year old married mother of four. I've been writing stories and poetry since I was a teenager and I'm always trying to improve my craft. If you like my work, please rate and comment. Encou.. more..