They've captured me.
Forcing me to do as they wish.
My mind is no longer free, it is a slave to their ambitions.
My hands are no longer able to escape this trap I have fallen into.
I am forever a prisoner to them.
How my soul longs to be free, how I wish I could spread my wings like an eagle and fly away.
Being forced to do as they wish, my imagination is all that's left.
Will they take that away too?
Will I be left with nothing?
No escape from the harsh reality that has settled upon me?
No.
I refuse.
I will use my every last thing until I'm finished.
I will become an unstoppable force.
With hidden beauty.
Graceful as a swan.
But with the power of a lion.
So now I say to you.
I dare you to try and keep me captured.
YOU ARE READING
My Heart in a Box
PoetryUNDERGOING EDITING [Highest rank 103 in Poetry 11-12-17] [#105 in Poetry 11-02-17] [ #139 in Poetry 10-13-17] [#205 in Poetry 9-21-17] We never know what to expect in life. I take what it gives me and melt it into words that leak into Poems.
