AN: Disclaimer-
Kurt and Blaine belong to Ryan Murphy
The poem used is one of mine.
Enjoy!
Trapped
He could do this. Totally. There were only a few years left of high school anyways. And then he'd be gone. Off to bigger and better things than Lima, Ohio could ever give him. He'd go to New York and he'd make it out there! He'd show those ignorant Neanderthals just what he could do. All he had to do was be strong; survive. He could do this. Maybe.
Caught in high tide
Trying to get out
Oh Lord please save me!
I'm starting to drown
Save me! I'm trapped
It would be so easy. He knew the combination to his dad's gun safe. Maybe someday, once he'd gotten Burt off to work-
No! He was stronger than that! They wanted him gone. They'd be happy if he did it. Well, he wouldn't give them the satisfaction. He wouldn't leave that easily. He wouldn't let them win. Not that way. He'd get through this.
Right?
Chained in a dungeon
No one hears me shout
"Someone! Please find me!"
But no one comes to help.
Rescue me! I'm trapped
He winced as he rubbed the salve into a particularly sore spot. He wondered if the bruises and scrapes from locker doors would ever fade. Or would they forever mar his porcelain skin- a permanent reminder of the hell he'd been through.
Shut in a box
No light to be seen
I want so to scream
But I cannot breathe
Find me! I'm trapped
I don't know how much more I can take
He cried himself to sleep again that night.
His hands shook as he entered the grand building. Dalton was a lot more intimidating than he thought it would be. He saw a mass of students running excitedly towards the magnificent staircase. When in Rome…
He merged into the sea of navy blazers, praying that no one would think him worthy of a second glance. A passing boy caught his attention and he found himself calling out, asking the strange what was happening.
The boy turned to him and smiled- a warm smile that illuminated his amber eyes- and offered his hand to introduce himself.
A hand pulls me from the water
A hand releases me from the chains
A hand opens the box and lets in the sun
My Knight has finally found me
No more am I trapped
"My name's Blaine"
"Kurt"
AN: Sorry if anyone got any new alerts for this. After I posted a few weeks ago I noticed somethings hadn't gone right on the document manager so hopefully this'll fix it. Nothing important. Just some picky things. ~Emily