Imprisoning hatrid

by Esther Wathen   Dec 11, 2005


I feel imprisoned in my own mind,
Nothing can save me now, I’m lost in this stage.
Like my body is something worthless just left behind,
Now all I have is this broken cage.
I want to break free,
Get out of this miserable mystery.
But my thoughts won’t let me leave.
They keep me here, painfully.
I go on grudgingly everyday without faith, belief.
And just as others start to send a hopeful ray,
I am lost without a lift
No longer caring about my fate,
All because of that o so thoughtful gift,
That present full of hate.

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