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I’M STILL HERE

I’M STILL HERE

IM LOCKED IN, TRAPPED LIKE A CAGED ANIMAL,
I CAN SEE MY WORLD AROUND ME,
BUT THATS ALL I CAN DO,
SEE, AND DREAM, HOPE, AND SCREAM.

I LISTEN WHILE HOLDING MY BREATH,
SO AS NOT TO MISS A SOUND,
BUT THE ONLY SOUND I HEAR,
IS THE VOICE OF FEAR, TAPPING,
IN THE HOLLOWNESS OF MY HEART.

WILL I BE RESCUED..Β 
WHOSE EYES WILL SEE ME FIRST,
WHOSE HANDS WILL IT BEΒ 
TO RAP AROUND MY FEARFUL SOUL,
AND PULL ME OUT OF MY AGONY.

THE DAYLIGHT HAS GIVEN ALL IT COULD,
AND DARKNESS HAS BLINDED MY EYES,
BUT I AM STILL HERE..
STILL ALL ALONE, IN THE WILDERNESSΒ 
OF MY MISERABLE LIFE.

HOPING, DREAMING, PRAYING,
THAT THE VOICE, AND HAND OF LOVEΒ 
MAY FIND ME, AND RESCUE ME
FROM THE PRISON OF MY MIND.

WILFORD BARKER.

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Jim "The Lad" ....

keep up the good fight!.................................................................................Jim

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John Prophet

Undaunted IΒ press on has always been my motto.Β 

Nice write.

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Neville

sounds like a dark lonely place to me .. not a good place to be .. keep those eyes open .. there's a light out there somewhere, I feel sure of it ..

NevilleΒ 

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Wilford Barker

Love the Positive energy Neville.
Thank you for the visit.

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