Trapped
To life
Why do I feel this way?
Do you feel it? The way I do?
I’m trapped.
I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe,
Suffocated in this tiny house,
Snatching up my soul,
For I have no where to go.
Trapped.
I could go out to explore,
But why do I feel the urge to not?
Because I felt trapped in my own.
(2015)
The poem and author's heart beats as one.
