Trapped
I feel around me in the dark,
A wall, two walls, three, then four.
I’m in a box,
I cannot escape,
I’m shouting, screaming
Help me!
But no one hears,
They’re trapped in their own boxes.
This poem is about:
Our world
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Yeah wow since we are all trapped in helpless boxes the only one who really hears is the one true God. So try calling Him pal. I like your awesome lil poem . Kudos.
I see comments are not common here, but interaction is good for the human touch in this cold world. Pleez do comment/ review my newest poem too.