Holly Somer - closed

trapped in a room with no windows and doors
Only a bed to sleep
carpeted walls and floors

The sound is blocked in
So no one can hear what I've got inside

I feel like screaming out
untill my hands begin to shake
Too much build up inside
Theirs only so much I can take

Holly Somer

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/closed-11/