What Is Thiss Poem by arianna strickland

what is this feeling?
my stomach is turning...
my face is burning..
my heart is pounding in its cage.
screaming to be let out.
is it love?

what have i done?
my hands are bleeding.
your life is fleeting..
the lights are flashing
i hear a crying of sirens
is it a crime of passion?

what is left for me?
i lye there waiting.
the cold bars mocking my feelings
i see light but no freedom.
the birds sing their song of joy
while i sing songs of sorrow
is this the jail i dreamed?

what is it i see?
a short dagger of pain.
i feel weightless i have nothing left
and yet i feel peace

we live life like that
regreating and hurting
and we die just the same scared and cold
so why do it?