Trapped in the world, I created long ago
My refuge, my hiding place.
Trapped in my mind, hidden far away
From everything, both time and space.
Trapped in between, of everything
With never a hope of escape,
With never a hope of escape.
YOU ARE READING
Book of Poems
PoetryJust a book of some of my poems. Rosebud was my first poem ever. Other than that I don't know the order. *************************************************************************************
