There's no freedom between this walls
No love
No truth
Lies and shame
Grief and pain
Sitting in the chair
On the corner
Of the room
Asking to let them in
But there's no way
To make them stay
YOU ARE READING
The shadow through
Poetry"Small circles and small steps back and forth till it makes no sense."
Freedom
There's no freedom between this walls
No love
No truth
Lies and shame
Grief and pain
Sitting in the chair
On the corner
Of the room
Asking to let them in
But there's no way
To make them stay
