Popular Poems About Feeling Trapped

You come over and I'll feed you.    
Then rape you and tattoo my name on you.    
Insert a tracking device and chain you to me.    
Register you in the government's cattle tracking system.    
Use you for stud services and make lots of money off your sperm donations.    
And when you're old, I'll sell all your internal organs for profit.    
Scatter your ashes in my garden as fertilizer!    
You the consumer are enjoying the taste of cannibalistic delight!

There are worse things,
than caring about what you think.

Like feeling like dying everyday,

Or going months without sleep.

Listen to my phone.
Can you hear me moan?

I know I'm not alone.
Staring blankly in my home.

I hope that when I smile,
It makes you happy for a while.

Because I never get to see you,
I only get to tease you.

I hope that all your friends,
Understand why I hate them.

Always trying to blend in,
While I constantly miss him.

I...

You come over and I'll feed you.    
Then rape you and tattoo my name on you.    
Insert a tracking device and chain you to me.    
Register you in the government's cattle tracking system.    
Use you for stud services and make lots of money off your sperm donations.    
And when you're old, I'll sell all your internal organs for profit.  
Scatter your ashes in my garden as fertilizer!    
You the consumer are enjoying the taste of cannibalistic delight!

a battered elm box with rusted hinges
corners worn from years of use
latches that require a specific touch
deep gouges scar its surface
betrayin the chaos it holds
its weight shifts unpredictably
light enough to balance on fingertips
then breakin shoulders with its burden
an object that breathes in shadows
expandin slightly with every heartbeat
durin quiet hours it whispers in C minor
the same broken chord repeatin til dawn
the lid stubbornly resists
til struck at the upper left edge
a sharp blow that momentarily...