Behind Closed Doors

Hidden from the world, there’s nothing left for me

Living, secluded from myself, how am I supposed to be?

Freedom is what I seek, although this I cannot find

Nobody can help me, this too I do not mind



Behind closed doors

I’ll never grow

Behind closed doors

Life I’ll never know

Behind closed doors

Cannot get out

Behind closed doors

Listen as I shout



The doors are locked, are barred, closed tight

As I grow crazy, I cannot fight

Oppression and hate are things I know well

I come to peace on my way to hell



Behind those locked doors, I am kept in

There is no reason for it, I have done no sin

I scream for help, I want to be free

Yet I realize in the end, I’m being trapped by me


Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a song, written by me, so figure out the paragraphs and stuff

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Stranger who knows you's picture

Your poems/songs speak to me. I love the ending to this one. It's hard to realize that we often trap ourselves. It's easy to blame our situations and feelings on outside influences, but it is difficult to accept that we have the power to change them. You are awesome!

Kirstin Whitney's picture

I scream for help, I want to be free
Yet I realize in the end, I’m being trapped by me

I really liked that, sorry it took me so long to get back to you, but you're a good poet. I liked a lot of them...

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Marina Olevsky's picture

and to think that i can relate to this song exactly. i mean it's like some subconcious portrayal of my interior thoughts....keep on with them lyrix, cuz i can see ur awesome at it
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Marina