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Trapped

June 28, 2014
By SillySue32 SILVER, Oregon House, California
SillySue32 SILVER, Oregon House, California
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Favorite Quote:
The real joy in life comes from doing what can't be done.


I am trapped
I can't escape
I'm in a cage of my own make and design
And I can't get out.

The bars are not cold iron
But rather my own fears
My chains do not shake and rattle
They look in the mirror and grimace
Leering and laughing
At my dreams and desires.

This cage, I made.
I made no key
I don't want this!
To turn inwards
And drive away all that I love.

How can I cry for help?
I lost my voice
When I lost myself
When all I know
Is that I am trapped.

I feel my prison
I know It's there
I feel it restricting me
I am clawing for air.

My savior can not be
The wise and kind observer
My savior must be me.


The author's comments:
This piece come from the dark times when I lose sight of who and what I am. When the world becomes dark and disturbing and I know that the only way it will become light again, is if i throw away my fears and be.

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