Trapped
The sun is glorious and new
These walls keep shrinking
The closer they come
Desperation grows
Trapped
But can see a light
Three more hours to freedom
Not a sound, or whisper
Step by step
Almost out
Trapped
But not for long
The puzzle solved
Still can’t make a sound
Can’t wake her up
Trapped
She’s the puzzle
Who changes her course
When woken up
Don’t wake her or
The puzzle starts again
Free
Just one more step
Freedom
I jump for joy
Trapped
I made a noise
And never got out
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Poetry of the Ages
PoetryPoems I have written over the last 5 years and I plan on throwing them in, in any random order
