Trapped here in the darkness I can see not one spot of light,
Who deserves to be like this I swear it is just not right.
I can hear the screams and hollers of lost souls within these walls,
Louder and louder the crying gets and the horrendous calls.
Thuds and crashes,
Bangs and clashes.
All to be here by by choice,
All these appalling forces fill the wind with force.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryJust because someone looks happy, Doesn't mean they are. Even a white rose has a black shadow.
