Born Inside A Metal Box (Precious Heavy Metals, Pt.1) Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

Born inside a metal box
I wrestle with the steel-made locks
I'm suffocating,
I cannot breathe
Help me, GOD
Help me, please!

I'm banging the walls.
I'm yelling out loud.
They watch as I suffer.
They surround
There is a crowd.

I scream for a chance.
I beg for some mercy.
But they've tied me down.
They've chained and they've cursed me!

I'm stuck by myself
I'm here all alone
And, I can't break through
These walls which are designed with stone!

It's as if I am caged.
So, I scream in pure shock.
And I pull,
And I yank,
And try to undo this lock!

I pound the walls
I vocalize for help
'Please help me, God!
Please get me out! '
But, nobody can hear me.
Nobody can help me
Nobody can rescue me
Nobody will get me out.

The voices surround me;
They gather—
They stare
They whisper and giggle
As I screech, 'Get me out of here! '
I struggle
I scrap
I punch
And, I kick
As my stomach is churning
I feel nauseated
I feel sick

But, what I now see—
What, I do know?
I can't accept it—
So, I don't let it show.

I do know deep down
What my problem? It is;
This box, which I'm stuck inside?
Which I'm stuck living with?

What I finally realize
Just in the nick of time
This box which I'm stuck inside?
This box is my mind.

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