trapped
Im trapped in this life,
a life of pain and strife,
this life trapped within me,
cant let go or break free.
Im trapped in this love,
a love of condition a love not enough.
this love trapped within me,
lifeless passion the love u dont see.
Im trapped in this mind,
a mind of doubt with answers to find,
this mind trapped within me,
waiting hoping u will hear my plea
06-17-2009
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Nature's Nest | 2 | 06/18/2009 |
| Paradox | 1 | 06/17/2009 |
| innocence shed | 3 | 06/17/2009 |
| tired | 2 | 06/17/2009 |
| fora friend.... | 0 | 06/17/2009 |
| emotions soar | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| what she sees | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| caught by sadness | 0 | 06/16/2009 |
| the one from above | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| love at dusk | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| trapped | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| purgatory | 2 | 06/16/2009 |
| broken promises | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| who we are | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| love waiting to begin | 2 | 06/16/2009 |
| emotions | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| waiting | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| senses | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| Angels | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
| Muted Society | 1 | 06/16/2009 |
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