The Cage

Freedom.

Once

I knew

What this word meant.

 

But now

I find myself

Restricted by

Invisible walls

From builders unknown.

 

Left alone

To confront

Unknown traumas

From a lifetime

Of pain.

 

Stigmatized

And silenced

Through well-meaning people

But who don't understand

The abuse.

 

Wondering

Why bother

When conventional methods

Don't work.

 

Except

Make it worse.

Author's Note

Originally written, July 24, 2014.

Reviews

[Laura Lynn]

Obscure and abstract. I quite like it. This is something I could read again and draw a deeper meaning from at a later shelf. Until that time, Sianora

[therisa]

Thank you, Laura Lynn. Although, my missing of the first stanza, probably made it obscure.

[willweb]

Anymore conventional methods do not work, but in time these methods will evolve and hopeully allow us all to see without blinders. Another heart wrenching piece.

[therisa]

Thank you, Willweb. I wrote this, during a three month bout of agoraphobia, which kept me, a prisoner, within my own apartment. My body doesn't respond to traditional drug therapy and being among crowds, triggers anxiety/panic attacks, as the result, from years of physical and psychological abuse, by family members and kids, at school.