Trapped

Tue, 12/06/2016 - 14:59 -- Motag

We are all just trying to find out place in the world.

From being overtaken by demons,

To becoming free men,

We all share a moments of weaknesses.

But only some fall to their knees then.

Those who are lucky find the light,

Shining, so pure, beautiful, and bright.

It’s difficult to be free,

Since, until this moment, you would never leave,

Used to feeling trapped.

Funny thing is,

you will never get over that feeling

This poem is about: 
Me

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