Trapped Inside An Elevator – Poetry Month 2021

My favourite prompts in the 2021 Dirty Thirty Poetry Month Challenge were the ‘Zombie Apocalypse‘, and ‘Trapped Inside an Elevator’ … both are topics I would absolutely never have written on…

While writing about being trapped in an elevator we were asked to imagine there were other people in the elevator and there was not enough oxygen for all of us. I took this down a word path where the elevator was a metaphor for an abusive and controlling relationship. In this relationship there was not enough oxygen for both people to breath, and so one person is slowly suffocating needing to escape.

Trapped In An Elevator

Life is short, 

I can feel the seconds ticking in my soul,

Why do you live to hurt me?

Your very breath crushes me.

A single second beside you is too long.

I am trapped again.

Please God, free me from this hell,

I chose love – I wanted love!

I did not choose this cell.

Set me free,

Open these four walls,

Bring me back to the ground, 

If not… just release my soul,

Take me home Saint Peter,

Here I am but a burdensome drain,

Nothing left to give, 

I need not breath here, if it is only to die,

Save me.

Take my soul.

Take me home.