Trap

My Anger and Sadness
Are all bottled up.
With no way out
And nothing to help it stop.
Fly away with my wings
Is all I wish to do.
Just this one special thing
Is all I want to do.
But, I'm trapped in this cage
That they all put me in.
Captured in the pages
Of History within.
Fear is the only way
To survive in this world.
Safe in my cage,
Letting my life unfurl.
And Death is the only way
Out of this trap,
Out of this page,
And out of this crap.

6/6/05


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I wrote this poem especially for Skyler... since it was his birthday. As I stared at the paper, I decided that I didn't want to make a "love" poem, I wanted something that he himself could relate to, and have a meaning behind it. Basically this poem is about how life is a trap for us all. I'm not sure if you could tell that, but that's what it was meant to be.