#trapped poems on Hello Poetry

Gideon Mar 8

The look on her face is longing.
A subtle pout. Distant eyes.
She looks out the window at the sunset.
Yet another day spent quietly alone.
Plans were made to end the quiet.
Those plans were canceled. She longs
for community, connection, camaraderie.
She wishes for acceptance and empathy.
Alas, she must open the door
to welcome in such things.
So she sits on the floor.
With longing painted on her face.

#longing #painting #friendship #comfortzone #trapped

Gideon Mar 8

57/8 "Too Close"

It feels like you’re too close to me.
You push everyone else away from me.
They try to move closer,
But you shove yourself between them and I.
Cramped into the space of one person,
We push against each other constantly.
You push me down, smaller. I push back.
Tightly confined, I’m trapped with you, by you.

#abuse #manipulation #emotionalabuse #trapped #isolation #gaslighting

Gideon Mar 8

46/8 "The Dance"

One step forward, two steps back.
I’m trapped in an endless tango.
My dancing partner is Bad Luck.
Tied together with chains of fate,
We strut across the wooden floor.
With every attempt to leave this
Spinning choreography tornado,
I am twirled back into his arms.

#badluck #luck #dance #tango #trapped

Gideon Mar 8

43/7 "Fear"

I have this fear.
I live under its control.
I follow its instructions to the letter.
I avoid its anger and shudder at its mere presence.

I want to reach out and grow,
but I am trapped by glass
walls custom-made for me.

#fear #control #trapped #walls #escape

Gideon Mar 7

20/4 "Trapped"

No bars on the windows.
No locks on the doors.
No reason to stay here.
No way I’m ever leaving.

#trap #trapped #leave #leaving #run #running #escape #trauma

Coffee with Cream Feb 19

Doctor Love's Reception

Cross leg with straight posture,
Emotion-wreck composed demeanour,
Taking a seat with wonder,
Staring at the clock stagger,
Pleasuring as the paint dry
On the walls, wailing a cry.

Cause of the tired reception music?
Or that small mistakes result in his antics.
Gaslighting me, recommending time away.
Insulting me, letting illness get its way.
To find the sickness, the toxicity stays.
Spreads and sours as the cure stares
Cold, dead eye, preventing us to dare
To set you, me, us free.

Tears stray from my facade and sour
Into the light from the reluctant opening door.
I wait a second for my battered will
To redeem my days of wait, to sell
More of my youth for someone of ill return.
His psych-love prepping to leave me more burned.

Until I learn to protect my mental health over an ill-tempered man's ego...

"Baby I'm sorry, please don't go", I say.

I hope he doesn't know I have a poetry account.

#trapped

Millee Feb 13

brittle

don't touch me, for i might crack
don't hit me, for i might break
don't yell at me, for i will shatter

these glass walls hold my porcelain soul,
but cannot protect me from the world
the pain, the love, the hurt—

paint my face the way it should be
a smile and bright red cheeks
i am yours to design

#shatterme #help #hope #depression #trapped #glass #mentalhealth

Morgan Howard Feb 13

Tally Marks

The silence is deafening.
How many days has it been?

I can almost make out the faint calls,
Of someone in the distance.

But just as quickly as they appear,
They vanish without a trace.

So, I sit against the wall,
Hugging my knees to my chest.

Scratches on the rough concrete behind me
Marking the depth of my agony

How long will I rot in this cage,
Before someone notices that I am missing?

#missing #cage #trapped #silence #agony #distance #rot #scratches #deafening #vanish