I Feel

Scrapbook poems

I feel...

As if I am trapped within my skin

Bound to the self I made

I am angered by the limits of my being

My flesh is constricting in boundries

and my mind in walls that I have formed

Frusterated that this had been allowed

that I must suffer from a torture

Inflicted by my own self

I am hurt by a pain that cannot be placed

A pain that dwells deep within my chest

and slowly eats away at me

It drains my soul

and leaves me in anguish

This should NOT have been allowed

Author's Notes/Comments: 

all i can say is it shouldnt have been allowed but it was and im getting over it

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