my_poetry

Note: I don't know if this would be considered poetry to most people but it is poetry to me. It may be depressing to you because I only write poetry when I am depressed so naturaly my poems are depressing.

Trapped

I am trapped in a life no one understands.I am trapped in a world filled with hate. I am trapped in an unfair society. I am trapped in a mind that is loseing control. I am trapped in a universe that ends in nothing. I am trapped that is unable to fight back. I am trapped in an ignorant species that will ruin everything. I am trapped without hope. I am trapped without happiness. I am trapped alone. I am trapped with hate. I am traped with injustice. I am trapped with discrimination. I am trapped with ignorance. I am traped with pride. We are all trapped.

For My Grandmother

She was trapped in a useless body, not allowed to so much as walk, her spirit was dieing and I knew even though she tried to hide it. Then she finally let go or atleast tried to let go but her family stoped her. But could you blame them? They didn't understand; is it possible to understand? Of course not! But we pretend to anyway because this society is to stupid to realize that. The human race is too ignorant to realize that we don't know everything and we can't understand! Humans are suposed to be the smartest of all creatures but they are not. If they think that they can understand things they can't and never will, how can they be? Think before you try to understand something that is not possible for you to understand and the human race itself can't understand.

Note: The reason this poem is titled " For My Grandmother" is because this poem is about the last few years of my grandmother's life and the things she taught me. I wrote it for her after she died.