No ispiration, no challende, just a poem


Trapped

You caught me
like a moth
held me
tight
in your fists
- damaged
my wings

I wanted
to fly
to the light
- be a light
I wanted
to shine

but you held me
too tight
and in the end
no matter
how hard
I wanted to
- fly away
I couldn't

- darkness
is my life




Poetry by missjones
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Written on 2006-11-23 at 00:45

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