I am in a box
a steel box
sides are closing in
top and bottom
almost to my knees
no air here, water or food
a little for my body
not for my soul
it is so small this space
I turn around and around
I am screaming not making a sound
no one hears me
no one sees
no one ever has
God has forsaken me
he knew at birth I was no good
My mother knew
Get me out of here are empty thoughts
no one loves me don't you see
I am not good enough am empty now
see right through me nothing left
I use to fight
it must be branded on my body
some where do you see? a mirror wont tell
Kicking hitting tearing at this steal
it just keeps getting stronger
smaller as I get weaker
The screams turned to words to whispers to silence
just in my mind
there are no outs will you listen to me!
I am going to die here
as I have lived here I have never been free
do what it takes girl
before you are me
before he has you on your knees
broken no family no friends
Run now run now OH damn it to hell run now!
he will hurt you until it is a death every day
LISTEN TO ME RUN NOW!
A contest entry
- Anything that hurts you by LoverBoy4u.
395 points, ended July 16, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Powerful words.
Joe
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Powerful, seems like a nightmare. But sadly, this probaly happens in people's minds everday. This is an amazing write, describing how that person feels.
Thanks for sharing and good luck
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If you didn't use one of my options then there's no reason for you to be in the contest. It was a really good poem but you didn't fit the criteria for my contest.
I'm removing you...
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Excellent use of flow and wordplay. It created an interesting atmosphere and brought across the emotional context with artistry.
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What a powerful song....!!!!!
This would be a powerful song........you know who could
really bring this song to life? The Singer...Wynonna
her strong voice and tender vocals would bring this
life song to life, making a real impact for way too
many women...who need to pack their bags and run...
ears/Seattle way to write!
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intense ~ provoking ~ write ~ the struggle within ~ we all have it ~ insecurities ~ a table setting given to us by the ones we look up to ~ believe in ~ knowing they are the ones to be trusted and true ~ for what they say must be right ~ ..... right? .... or....
does time ~ push through the strength to believe there is something more ~ something better ~ an encouraging write ~ push through the steel ~ ye' it might feel impossible ~ to believe we matter ~ We do ~ cause once we give in ~ and believe it the words they say ~ we are dead ~ .... cause deep down inside we know it's not true.
Terrific job ~ This shows how even those ~ who pushes ` can make it ~ some how ~ some way ~
thanks for entering the "Set the bar" contest ~ I really appreciate you sharing your work with me ~ best of luck to you -
I really love this one.
You can taste the sadness and despair. I was riding fence,sometimes it takes a day or two to get back.
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run....
Raw and powerful and heart wrenching. This is just packed full with emotion and jangled nerves... Wonderful work... Good luck in the contest!
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Excellent write here
So often women think their love can change the abusing husband only so often before they learn he ruins their pride their self asteem and so many times takes her life .So its so true you must run run far away and leave the hatred inflickted upon you behind .
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well sister pot, I like your poems the way you write them. if you are happy with the way it is, thats what matters.
now about your poem, abuse is terrible no matter who goes through it. I am sorry that you had to endure this. the metaphor a steel box is a perfect way to describe abuse.
I think that this poem is just fine for this contest. I like the way you write, raw and truthful. thats the way I am, I think its the only way to go. great job on writing this.
kat
p.s. good luck in the contest
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I love the way you have made this poem almost like a message to someone as well as expressing your emotions, thank you so much for entering, and good luck!
All the best,
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What a metaphor for abuse! A steel box! At least I hope it's a metaphor. So much pain expressed here. Terrible, fearful pain.
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