Poetry / Gated Life

Gated Life

Why do I hold back , I let no one near.
The walls surround me, I am consumed with fear.
I hold my breath as I hear my heart beat.
All I long to do is cry and retreat.
Closed up safe in my home ,where no harm can reach me
but yet lonely and sad and locked in with a key.

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Heidith avatar General Friend

October 01, 2006

Heidith

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I loved the title of this poem. It is almost agoraphobic in nature (this poem) which I can relate to. You know what might be really interesting in this?  I don’t know if you want to pursue it…it may not be what you were going for but expanding on the obsessive compulsive side of agoraphobia what if you added in some imagery about checking and rechecking to see if the doors are locked, checking to see if the oven is turned off…checking windows to see if their locked…that sort of thing…I think that would be really interesting and add a fear level to this that you state in your second line “consumed by fear” just a thought I hope this was helpful.

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Age: 38
Loc: Linden, NJ
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