Poem -
No escape...
Like 0 Pin it 1I try to try,
to do my best.
But the pounding in my heart,
plays the pain in my chest.
So many are too nice,
and considerate too,
But I always think twice,
Is it the right thing to do?
My heart is trapped,
going cold and going to harden.
It wants to escape ,
to a vile free garden.
But it seems there is no way out,
I'm feeling like a squashed grape.
I want to scream and shout,
but there's no escape...
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Comments
Good write. Thanks
WILLIAMSJI
Thank you so much Williamsji!..
OMG... Yes, I know that feeling all-too-well... Where your chest just doesn't feel big eggnog to contain the activity going on there. Of course we need blood, oxygen, nutrients, and enough experience in life to know that there are hold and troughs, ups and downs, inhales and exhales as well... We will indeed survive, and be stronger for it!
thank you so much for the support Iamkurok..:)
Not "eggnog", if course, please ente the word "enough" in its place!
Darn! Hills and troughs, not 'hold'