Bianca Free

Beg - Poem by Bianca Free

Walking the empty streets at night
I beg that someone lets me out
So much that I begin to shout
Yet not a sound spills from my mouth

I beg, let me out

Things are no longer beneath me
Not the insects or the earth or the dirt or the seas
And never has so much weight held me down
Than all these things above me now

I beg them, please…let me out

It doesn't feel right having to crouch
Or crawl as a human being
…To be stuck in the same place that I'd been
And thought I had gotten out of

If someone loved me they'd have let me out

Nothing. I feel I am nothing
Except one box inside of another
Fitting into what I was never meant
Lost to my predicament

But I want to get out

No matter that I can barely breathe
The elements exert all their force
Until I choke and heave and reach for a hand
That isn't there to receive me

Then I find that I cannot beg anymore

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 11, 2012

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