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Bound to Hoplesness


The dark damp dank dungon

Holds me prisoner to its misery

I am chained to the wall of my past

The pain

The sorrow

I am petrifyed

I don't want to look back

I can't look forward 

Afraid of what I might see

Will the pain last

Should I end it all

There is on hope for me

Will my shcackels ever break?

I will be an outcast my whole life 

People hate me

Fat they say

Ugly

Dumb

And now I am alone

I am bound to my past

 I am not going to survive this

I am doomed to be stuck 

Stuck in the eternal night

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Megan McNea

I am a young author. My poetry comes from my experiences and from my heart. I was Born in Denver Colorado and I have grown up in the foster care system till the age of 13. When I was adopted at 13 my life started to turn around.

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