April 16, 2012
Trying to escape,

I realize that I don't stand a chance,

I am chained,

A prisioner in my own life,

My own body,

My own family and home.

Escape is something that I wish for,

Knowing that my wish,

Will forever be denied,

I find ways to mask the pain,

By seeing the beauty,

That lies behind these chains,

These rusty, heavy chains,

That are dragging my down to my death,

But if you look beyond them,

And try really hard,

You can see the beautiful sunset,

Falling down with me,

Whispering to me that I will be okay.

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Apollo77 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 26, 2013 at 9:03 pm
wow, this is great. I like that it is just a brief glimpse into the soul. I wish there was less stated and more to assume or to think about, analyze, you know...more depth. I like the poem really, the chains are so beautifully represented really
SuNshiNe007 said...
May 4, 2012 at 8:43 am
Hey, you havent been on here in a while.. How you been doin? I have some new stuff on here..:) Would you check out my newer poem "The Last Good-Bye"? :)
SuNshiNe007 said...
Apr. 23, 2012 at 7:28 am
I just have to say, this is amazing! I love it, great job!! I give you 5 stars:) Keep up the great work!
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