Torn

Sometimes I just want to escape from this prison

Sometimes I just want to

Cast myself on the floor

And scream

But I resist the pain inside me

Faking a smile, a laugh

Every day through the torture

I close my eyes

And feel the wind upon my face

I know I can go away

Spread my wings and take off

Into the world

And I know that

Only there, would I truly be

Free

But would it be right?

I watch your faces

My loved ones

And I am torn

I do not wish you pain

And so I

Step back from the doorway

Step back from the gates

Closing the door silently

I am torn

I am torn

Author's Note

Wow, I haven't written anything in a LONG time! I guess I've just been blocked.

Reviews

[Chris Taylor]

I think you are now officially un-blocked now. This is a good classic poem about becoming free from the strictures of this world and the relationship that which hold us back. I thought the flow was wonderful and I could really feel your emotions coming through on this piece. Good Work.

[rae52]

really good

[Keve]

Familiar and honest. Perhaps "blocked" is just another way of saying "holding back."

for instance:

"But would it be right?"

I enjoyed the poem very much.

[Bruce Grimes]

This is a nice piece, you say you were blocked. It doesn't show, it doesn't feel forced. The flow was nice and even making it easy to read, which is impotent with a poem. Just a question the doorway you refer to is that the one between fantasy and reality. It sure sounds like it. It can be hard to live in this world when there's one we like so much better just on the other side of that door. Great job

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even though you haven't written anything in awhile you still manage to come up with something brilliant!!!

[SwagMaster]

Loved it!!

Please mark this constructive!