Poetry Night – Imprisioned

September is Mental Health Awareness Month. It also happens to be Random Act of Kindness month. Coincidence?

Enjoy this poem that channels what I’ve felt during some of the worst times in my life. I will never be the happy giddy kid I was prior to my mental health issues but writing turned out to be life saving to me…literally. So be kind to one another, you just never know who might need that smile. It could mean the difference between life and death.


the ground beneath my feet quivers.

With sunken,  hollow eyes I wait.

Before long, the collapse begins.

Each perfectly woven tangle crumbles,

my mind a flurry with emotional torture.

There are smiles to disguise the anguish,

just as there is camouflage to hide the predator.

What once was perfect can no longer be;

where I was broken, I cannot be molded like before.

Before is now a mirage, a dream.

Because all I know now is imperfection and


Cruelty can come in many forms,

sometimes the outside merely fuels the fire within.

Because sometimes the greatest threat

to my own happy ending isn’t someone else.

It’s me.


© 2015 by Amber L. Hoppa

Published by alhoppa

Simply put, I'm a thirty something single mom of three young boys with a passion for reading and writing. Writing, and reading for that matter, has been a passion since elementary school when a friend and I had our short collection of poetry published through the school where it was on display in the library for an entire year. While I still enjoy poetry, my love has grown into short stories and full length novels. Tag along for the journey, it'll be documented here every step of the way.

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