The blood isn't yet flowing
but I can already feel it
flowing from my skin
It's like a jail
who can make me so stray
because it's a cage that emerge
which takes me away
from the shadows of the past
but that separates me
from my only spark
that gleam giving me hope
i need her to hang on
To hang on to the rest of my life
I feel like a burden
for the life that I lead
and leave as I go.
[ maeweo ]
YOU ARE READING
My body is a cage
Poetry- This text is not very joy. But I'm talking about important things that happened in my life that made me suffer for a long time
