We got caught in a trap again. I’m just writing about the same word again. I’m trapped in the same world. We’re trapped in some frozen world. We’ve got to find a way out of here or else. We’ll be reliving every sorrow we’ve had since we entered this world.
Help. i said i was trapped in a cage a figure in black stood outside, he had a knife and was laughing evilly. I was so scared that my body was shaking. How could i get out? How did i even get in this situation?
Tessa Heim
It was a trap. She had conceived of this for years. He gasped as he looked below and saw her, at the bottom of the well. She gazed up at him, eyes barely opened, face filthy, dress in tatters.
I feel trapped. It’s like living underneath the floorboards, while everyone else walks around above me, living their lives, the wood constantly creaking and keeping me from sleep. I’m so restless- I only wish I could push up against the ceiling and crawl out of this hole. Life is no trap.
cjg
There’s a light, there’s a tunnel, a walkway, a snare. Whichever way you go, you’ll be there. Step on the wing and let go in the sky: whichever way you so, so will I… So let your hair fall out of your face, let the wind blow let it blow let it blow. Let the sky call you higher to grace, let the walls fall as you flee from this place.
She held his soft hands in hers, slowly they walked through the cave, the drips of water falling from the roof made a rhythmical sound over and over again. As they walked closer and closer towards the back the girl squeezed his hand tighter and tighter. She closed her eyes and let him lead the way, stepping over the pebbles and slippery rocks of the cave made her extra cautios of her step.
When she opened her eyes it was pitch black and once again they heard the noise. The scream of a small child. She cringed immediately at the awful screeching, trying to focus on the drops of water instead, but her heartbeat was louder than either sounds do she took advantage and ignored everything but it. As the scream echoed through the cave they were paused. But when he began to walk forward again she pulled him back.
And he understood why, without any words or gestures he let go of her hand and continued forward, only a few more feet to the back of the cave.
She finally opened her eyes again and saw nothing but a flashing red light. The light became
brighter and brighter as he approached the back of the cave, it have him enough light to see that the sounds were coming from a tape recorder and at that moment both of them knew it was a trap.
She yelled out his name as she realized this, reaching out her arms to him, but he simply stood there and yelled back at her “go! Run away!”
She didn’t fully process why until she was at the mouth of the cave.
He looked back down in the darkness at the little red light, ticking away time, starting when heard the click underneath his foot.
That was when she realized that the rhythmic sound of the water dripping was actually a bomb. There was a sudden feeling of warmth, then burning and bright light.
The sirens of ambulances, fire trucks and police cara woke her from her concussion’s sleep. The blood on the back of her head made her scramble around in fear, the officer walked up to her with a flashlight and the paramedics were not far behind.
Staring into the officers eyes she confusedly said “where am I?” she looked behind her, into the cave that stayed partially intact, rubble and rocks fell from the ceiling, but nothing was as bad as the back of the cave, a hole peered light down onto the back, and an arm stuck out of the ruins.
And still she did not remember. The only thing she did even after fifty years was the thought in her mind “it’s a trap.”
Okay. I admit, that took me way more than a minute.
I don’t want to write about the word trap because the only think that pops into my head is my ex-boyfriend and how he cheated on me, which is related to trap in my stupid messed up head because I feel like he tricked me into falling in love with him and a trick is a trap, so yeah.
I stood there, trembling. The ground shook below my unstable feet. I knew this was the end. The trap was initiated and there was nothing I could do.
Veda Jade
looking through the barred window I wondered if I’d ever be save. in my heart I knew I wouldn’t. My life was good, I thought. Very good indeed. I fell in love, had a few laughs, and even let myself get hurt a couple of times.
Myrtle Jay
Walking into a dark room she felt the urge to turn around. There was something lurking in the blackness. She felt it’s chill run through her. The angry spirits had led her into their trap.
I feel trapped in a horrible inset that our life is just projected images on a blank screen. we never look deeply into people were just trapped in the mindset that we are the perfect image of humanity and all things good but what are we really achieving with those thoughts are we just fooling ourselves?
Nikki Houston
i was trapped. i could have run, but i felt frozen in place. staring into his eyes i could see something i never thought i would, warmth.
chloe
its a trap! looks like a serious serious thing, give her the ring. she’ll kill you if you don’t, she’s betting that you won’t!
what are you gonna do?
The greates trap, is love. It holds you, keeps you, tricks you into tripping over wires that will cage you. The trap of love, will never release you, with hopes of only starvation of the spirit.
How was your day?
Did you do anything different?
Fuck
it’s a trap
He knows I told
He knows
I needed someone to know
About the bruises
And the cuts
I needed a friend
But he found out
There will be more than bruises tonight
I’ve got to get out of here.
Cameron-Audrey
I often feel trapped by my emotions. I can’t shake them, they always have a hold on me and keep me captive. I am a slave to my sadness and desperately want to be free of it. Trapped.
Jane
lost, held captive, alone, tight, closed, cut off, life, world, me? Hidden, unwanted, unable, unstable. Brutal, cold, heartless, I’m trapped in my body and I can’t even control it.
Clare
i’m trapped here. by you. you keep me stuck in one place you keep my mind on you. you trapped me and I don’t know what to do. i love you but i can’t say it. you are free and i am trapped. just let me go please. or come back.
lauren
Stuck in a trap the cat wondered where he sould move..he couldnt smell a thing but he saw a faint light by the alley entrance. He was hoping it would be his old master, coming there to pick him & take him home.
Aditi Shanbhag
I trapped myself inside my brain and it left me speechless… I can’t get out and need some relief. The doors are closed and it’s mushy and warm in here. Ideas are rotting and I have no way of escaping.
Juliet Schutte
A trap is something that is set to ensnare someone or something. It can be st in or on the ground, or it can be a group of people waiting to gang up or catch someone.
I cannot see past this imprisonment.
confined to my mind.
Is this all there is to me?
Are we all this limited?
Or is there more?
Is there potential waiting to be unlocked?
the trap simply an illusion… a product of social conditioning..
A
I am trapped in a box. I am a new pet hamster, trapped inside a box. I was trapped inside a body, then I was trapped inside a kennel, and now I am trapped inside a box. I hope to be trapped inside the heart of my new owner.
Lil
Trapped by a net of opinions, of how people think of you. Circulating around your head are assumptions, rumors, and misinterpretations of your actions. Society casts a net on all individuals and everyone who is unique.
Ha! How could I be so naive to believe his intentions were good? I should have known watching his smiling face that something was up. He never smiled – at least not like that at me. But i thought for one moment, just if my fantasy could be real, then he saw me. He REALLY saw me.
Tina Glasneck
you can’t move, breath and can’t escape. Your in the center of nowhere and can be isolated from others. You have no choice but to stay.
i
The sound of water hitting cement
Trap trap trap
A hint of what’s to come
Don’t get stuck inside when the rain starts
You want to be outside
Dancing
Soaked To the bone
Hearing that trap trap trap
And knowing that you’re finally free
Lauren
I’m stuck between choosing what I want and what others want for me. If you’ve seen Disney’s Tangled, it’s like I’m Rapunzel in her tower, without a window. And no cute pet buddy. That’s sad. :( Trapped much?
i feel trapped where i live. everywhere i go everyone i see i feel like its a trap. like im supposed to be like everyone else. i need to get out. i want to break free and live. im over being trapped in this place.
chelsea
I could hear the cold metallic snap as the jaws of responsibility, duty and conformity closed around my leg. I was stuck- tethered by these three to a small part of earth. I could feel my life draining- my blood spreading steadily, tirelessly around me. I knew there was no escape- n o way to pull free of these steel jaws. No one was looking for me- no one would find me. I was alone.
I’m trapped in this house with nothing to do. Nowhere to go. Noone to be with. Until my college starts. Until my life begins. Until I’m free like a bird. I’m trapped in the binds of society which requires me to behave and act in a certain way. I’m trapped! Save me! Save me please!
Asha
you will never escape. It is final. It is the end of you. It crushes you. There is only blood and violence. There is no way out. Birds can not fly after it.
Pille
trapped in an endless cycle. why do we live our lives constantly thinking of whats to come ahead? yes, definitely that is wise and smart, though… what about living just in the moment, in the present?
constantly working to earn money, preparing for the future, insurance – retirement…
jasmine
It’s a trap. I feel trapped in my body sometimes, no matter how many times they tell me I’m beautiful. My scars remind me of just how trapped I truly felt. It hurts to see them. How can I break out of this trap? My loving boyfriend, that’s how. He has helped me so much.
Jess
You’re falling, falling. The world is swallowing you up, and you can’t do anything. Liberate your mind. Read a book. Don’t fall into the trap of education. Destroy your chains. Let your imagination run free. You’re you. You have the power to escape. Do it, then. Stop at nothing.
Varun Pradhan
“Serena, don’t go! It’s a trap!” Selena said, her twin. Oh no. Its too late. Serena was now lured into a trap. A very inescapable trap that no one can ever escape. Its now or ready. Serena was now in the hands of a lover.
Madz Lukban
I saw the chain, just visible through the dust, and followed it back to where it was fastened to a stake driven into the ground. You won’t catch me that way, I thought, and looked for the trap, disguised with leaves and dirt. It was big – big enough to break my leg. I found a branch and poked at the pan; the trap sprung, flinging itself into the air, and closed on the branch with a mighty snap, breaking it clean in two.
“Clever girl.” His voice laughed from the thicket behind me.
You don’t want to get trapped. I’m telling you. But being trapped by hot girls could be a good thing. A trap is usually something you don’t want to be in. In norwegian a “trapp” means stairs. Thats all.
Kasper Häggström
Not at all a trap, was the caption of the photo of a yellow microbus with “free Candy” scrawled across the side in green spray paint. Who wrote that there – merry pranksters? They wouldn’t have defiled a VW bus so. Hipsters? Perverts?
Eine Falle dient dazu, Tiere oder Menschen oder Flugkörper einzufangen und sie ihrer gesetzlich vorgesehenen Bestimmung zuzuführen. Dem Kochtopf, dem Arbeitsdienst oder der Garage. Manchmal werden die auf diese Weise Eingefangenen auch umgehend wieder freigelassen. Wenn sie zu klein oder zu schwach sind, geschieht das für gewöhnlich.
We got caught in a trap again. I’m just writing about the same word again. I’m trapped in the same world. We’re trapped in some frozen world. We’ve got to find a way out of here or else. We’ll be reliving every sorrow we’ve had since we entered this world.
Help. i said i was trapped in a cage a figure in black stood outside, he had a knife and was laughing evilly. I was so scared that my body was shaking. How could i get out? How did i even get in this situation?
It was a trap. She had conceived of this for years. He gasped as he looked below and saw her, at the bottom of the well. She gazed up at him, eyes barely opened, face filthy, dress in tatters.
I feel trapped. It’s like living underneath the floorboards, while everyone else walks around above me, living their lives, the wood constantly creaking and keeping me from sleep. I’m so restless- I only wish I could push up against the ceiling and crawl out of this hole. Life is no trap.
There’s a light, there’s a tunnel, a walkway, a snare. Whichever way you go, you’ll be there. Step on the wing and let go in the sky: whichever way you so, so will I… So let your hair fall out of your face, let the wind blow let it blow let it blow. Let the sky call you higher to grace, let the walls fall as you flee from this place.
She held his soft hands in hers, slowly they walked through the cave, the drips of water falling from the roof made a rhythmical sound over and over again. As they walked closer and closer towards the back the girl squeezed his hand tighter and tighter. She closed her eyes and let him lead the way, stepping over the pebbles and slippery rocks of the cave made her extra cautios of her step.
When she opened her eyes it was pitch black and once again they heard the noise. The scream of a small child. She cringed immediately at the awful screeching, trying to focus on the drops of water instead, but her heartbeat was louder than either sounds do she took advantage and ignored everything but it. As the scream echoed through the cave they were paused. But when he began to walk forward again she pulled him back.
And he understood why, without any words or gestures he let go of her hand and continued forward, only a few more feet to the back of the cave.
She finally opened her eyes again and saw nothing but a flashing red light. The light became
brighter and brighter as he approached the back of the cave, it have him enough light to see that the sounds were coming from a tape recorder and at that moment both of them knew it was a trap.
She yelled out his name as she realized this, reaching out her arms to him, but he simply stood there and yelled back at her “go! Run away!”
She didn’t fully process why until she was at the mouth of the cave.
He looked back down in the darkness at the little red light, ticking away time, starting when heard the click underneath his foot.
That was when she realized that the rhythmic sound of the water dripping was actually a bomb. There was a sudden feeling of warmth, then burning and bright light.
The sirens of ambulances, fire trucks and police cara woke her from her concussion’s sleep. The blood on the back of her head made her scramble around in fear, the officer walked up to her with a flashlight and the paramedics were not far behind.
Staring into the officers eyes she confusedly said “where am I?” she looked behind her, into the cave that stayed partially intact, rubble and rocks fell from the ceiling, but nothing was as bad as the back of the cave, a hole peered light down onto the back, and an arm stuck out of the ruins.
And still she did not remember. The only thing she did even after fifty years was the thought in her mind “it’s a trap.”
Okay. I admit, that took me way more than a minute.
I don’t want to write about the word trap because the only think that pops into my head is my ex-boyfriend and how he cheated on me, which is related to trap in my stupid messed up head because I feel like he tricked me into falling in love with him and a trick is a trap, so yeah.
I stood there, trembling. The ground shook below my unstable feet. I knew this was the end. The trap was initiated and there was nothing I could do.
looking through the barred window I wondered if I’d ever be save. in my heart I knew I wouldn’t. My life was good, I thought. Very good indeed. I fell in love, had a few laughs, and even let myself get hurt a couple of times.
Walking into a dark room she felt the urge to turn around. There was something lurking in the blackness. She felt it’s chill run through her. The angry spirits had led her into their trap.
I feel trapped in a horrible inset that our life is just projected images on a blank screen. we never look deeply into people were just trapped in the mindset that we are the perfect image of humanity and all things good but what are we really achieving with those thoughts are we just fooling ourselves?
i was trapped. i could have run, but i felt frozen in place. staring into his eyes i could see something i never thought i would, warmth.
its a trap! looks like a serious serious thing, give her the ring. she’ll kill you if you don’t, she’s betting that you won’t!
what are you gonna do?
The greates trap, is love. It holds you, keeps you, tricks you into tripping over wires that will cage you. The trap of love, will never release you, with hopes of only starvation of the spirit.
How was your day?
Did you do anything different?
Fuck
it’s a trap
He knows I told
He knows
I needed someone to know
About the bruises
And the cuts
I needed a friend
But he found out
There will be more than bruises tonight
I’ve got to get out of here.
I often feel trapped by my emotions. I can’t shake them, they always have a hold on me and keep me captive. I am a slave to my sadness and desperately want to be free of it. Trapped.
lost, held captive, alone, tight, closed, cut off, life, world, me? Hidden, unwanted, unable, unstable. Brutal, cold, heartless, I’m trapped in my body and I can’t even control it.
i’m trapped here. by you. you keep me stuck in one place you keep my mind on you. you trapped me and I don’t know what to do. i love you but i can’t say it. you are free and i am trapped. just let me go please. or come back.
Stuck in a trap the cat wondered where he sould move..he couldnt smell a thing but he saw a faint light by the alley entrance. He was hoping it would be his old master, coming there to pick him & take him home.
I trapped myself inside my brain and it left me speechless… I can’t get out and need some relief. The doors are closed and it’s mushy and warm in here. Ideas are rotting and I have no way of escaping.
A trap is something that is set to ensnare someone or something. It can be st in or on the ground, or it can be a group of people waiting to gang up or catch someone.
I cannot see past this imprisonment.
confined to my mind.
Is this all there is to me?
Are we all this limited?
Or is there more?
Is there potential waiting to be unlocked?
the trap simply an illusion… a product of social conditioning..
I am trapped in a box. I am a new pet hamster, trapped inside a box. I was trapped inside a body, then I was trapped inside a kennel, and now I am trapped inside a box. I hope to be trapped inside the heart of my new owner.
Trapped by a net of opinions, of how people think of you. Circulating around your head are assumptions, rumors, and misinterpretations of your actions. Society casts a net on all individuals and everyone who is unique.
Ha! How could I be so naive to believe his intentions were good? I should have known watching his smiling face that something was up. He never smiled – at least not like that at me. But i thought for one moment, just if my fantasy could be real, then he saw me. He REALLY saw me.
you can’t move, breath and can’t escape. Your in the center of nowhere and can be isolated from others. You have no choice but to stay.
The sound of water hitting cement
Trap trap trap
A hint of what’s to come
Don’t get stuck inside when the rain starts
You want to be outside
Dancing
Soaked To the bone
Hearing that trap trap trap
And knowing that you’re finally free
I’m stuck between choosing what I want and what others want for me. If you’ve seen Disney’s Tangled, it’s like I’m Rapunzel in her tower, without a window. And no cute pet buddy. That’s sad. :( Trapped much?
i feel trapped where i live. everywhere i go everyone i see i feel like its a trap. like im supposed to be like everyone else. i need to get out. i want to break free and live. im over being trapped in this place.
I could hear the cold metallic snap as the jaws of responsibility, duty and conformity closed around my leg. I was stuck- tethered by these three to a small part of earth. I could feel my life draining- my blood spreading steadily, tirelessly around me. I knew there was no escape- n o way to pull free of these steel jaws. No one was looking for me- no one would find me. I was alone.
I’m trapped in this house with nothing to do. Nowhere to go. Noone to be with. Until my college starts. Until my life begins. Until I’m free like a bird. I’m trapped in the binds of society which requires me to behave and act in a certain way. I’m trapped! Save me! Save me please!
you will never escape. It is final. It is the end of you. It crushes you. There is only blood and violence. There is no way out. Birds can not fly after it.
trapped in an endless cycle. why do we live our lives constantly thinking of whats to come ahead? yes, definitely that is wise and smart, though… what about living just in the moment, in the present?
constantly working to earn money, preparing for the future, insurance – retirement…
It’s a trap. I feel trapped in my body sometimes, no matter how many times they tell me I’m beautiful. My scars remind me of just how trapped I truly felt. It hurts to see them. How can I break out of this trap? My loving boyfriend, that’s how. He has helped me so much.
You’re falling, falling. The world is swallowing you up, and you can’t do anything. Liberate your mind. Read a book. Don’t fall into the trap of education. Destroy your chains. Let your imagination run free. You’re you. You have the power to escape. Do it, then. Stop at nothing.
“Serena, don’t go! It’s a trap!” Selena said, her twin. Oh no. Its too late. Serena was now lured into a trap. A very inescapable trap that no one can ever escape. Its now or ready. Serena was now in the hands of a lover.
I saw the chain, just visible through the dust, and followed it back to where it was fastened to a stake driven into the ground. You won’t catch me that way, I thought, and looked for the trap, disguised with leaves and dirt. It was big – big enough to break my leg. I found a branch and poked at the pan; the trap sprung, flinging itself into the air, and closed on the branch with a mighty snap, breaking it clean in two.
“Clever girl.” His voice laughed from the thicket behind me.
You don’t want to get trapped. I’m telling you. But being trapped by hot girls could be a good thing. A trap is usually something you don’t want to be in. In norwegian a “trapp” means stairs. Thats all.
Not at all a trap, was the caption of the photo of a yellow microbus with “free Candy” scrawled across the side in green spray paint. Who wrote that there – merry pranksters? They wouldn’t have defiled a VW bus so. Hipsters? Perverts?
Eine Falle dient dazu, Tiere oder Menschen oder Flugkörper einzufangen und sie ihrer gesetzlich vorgesehenen Bestimmung zuzuführen. Dem Kochtopf, dem Arbeitsdienst oder der Garage. Manchmal werden die auf diese Weise Eingefangenen auch umgehend wieder freigelassen. Wenn sie zu klein oder zu schwach sind, geschieht das für gewöhnlich.