Trapped
I’m trapped in my heart
Longing for things I’ve lost
Longing for things I’ve never had
Longing for things I’ll never have
I’m trapped in my eyes
Forced to look
Forced to see
Forced to watch as the world breaks
I’m trapped in my words
Words I’ve never said
Words I want to say
And words I could never say
I’m trapped in my mind
This suffering and anguish
This frustration
Foggy memories
I’m trapped
Stuck in this feeling
This feeling I’ve felt all of my life
This feeling I detest so greatly
I’m trapped
I’m stuck
I’m contained
Some words ring nicer then others
I’m trapped
I’m stuck
I’m contained
But these words, they mean the same thing.