Trapped? Poem by lindsey ashton

Trapped?

Rating: 5.0


Standing on the edge of nowhere, now where do I go?
The path I took to get here is hidden in the snow,
Now every angle looks the same, no matter where I turn,
How long will I stand in this blanket of snow? A thought filled with concern.
There’s no one here to guide me, the path is washed away,
What am I supposed to do, how long will I stay?
The snow is now a blizzard, I cannot see a thing,
The flakes are getting colder, and really start to sting.
I hate it here, let me go, I want to scream out loud,
I close my eyes, open my mouth, but cannot make a sound.
Trapped I am, in my own mind, does anyone know I’m here?
A prisoner to myself, feelings full of fear.
Frozen in a phase of time, my mind is in control,
Deserted me in this place so I can be alone.
To find for myself, the path I need to take,
Allowing me to make mistakes.
When I find the one I need
Will my mind help me succeed?
Stop the blizzard, bring out the sun,
Let me get help from everyone?
Maybe it will, maybe it wont, I wont know unless I try,
But I feel like I don’t want to, I really don’t know why.
Maybe I am happy here, hidden by the snow,
Maybe I am happy, not knowing where to go,
Maybe when I’m ready, the snow will disappear,
Maybe when it’s time, everything will be clear.
Until that feeling grabs me, I’ll stand here and I’ll smile,
I don’t have to worry about anything for a while.
Standing on the edge of nowhere, and here I want to stay,
Looking out into the snow, I don’t have to find my way,
There’s nothing that I want to do, nothing I want to say,
Standing on the edge of nowhere, forever I will stay.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Christine Kerr 02 February 2009

I was seeing someone who was lost but by the end of the poem I felt a deppression, just another kind of lost. You were deciding as to westher you stay or go. interesting once again

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Sid John Gardner. 16 December 2008

Stay not still Lidsey.Follow my footprints in the snow.They will lead you to a cabin in a forest clearing.Inside there will be a roaring log fire and comfort from the cold... Excepional writing.I loved this one. Sid xxx

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*Trusting You* 07 December 2008

Standing on the edge of nowhere, now where do I go? that is really cool line. very good for your reader. I love this it is written so well. yes... such a good job. Crystal

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Saint Cynosure 22 October 2008

Yet another good one... You have got a new fan.

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lindsey ashton

lindsey ashton

wigan, manchester UK
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