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Trapped Deep Inside 

Writer: Breanna PraterBreanna Prater


Image painted by Bre Prater.
Image painted by Bre Prater.

Storms roll 

Deep inside. 

Thunder echoes

But I cannot run and hide. 

The voices, 

Are deep inside. 

And they won't let me go. 


I am being held captive, 

By my own insides. 

Lightning shatters - 

In the blinding light - 

And I am overwhelmed. 

I am not alone, 

Yet, I feel alone. 


In the middle of a crowd, 

I am alone. 

My head wont calm down. 

My thoughts are running, 

Running, 

Running far away from me - 

And they wont slow down. 


I try to keep up 

I try to hold on 

To believe my sanity is not gone. 

But, 

I just cannot. 

Because every other part of me 

Screams that I am gone. 


So I search, 

For a single thread to grasp on. 

A little bit of light, 

A little voice, 

Anything. 

Anyone. 

But the night is coming on. 


And I am loosing the fight. 

I cannot, 

I cannot keep up this facade. 

I need some light! 

Open up the doors, 

Swing wide the gates, 

Someone, come in. 


Reaching out, 

Speaking loud. 

Someone make my walls 

Break down. 

Make me, 

Come out. 

All I want, is to be found. 

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University of Missouri 

Switzler Hall

412 S 6th Street 
Columbia, MO 65201

785-280-1404

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