Monday, November 12, 2012

imprisoned

One day I felt empty
in a quick silent moment
it was so real and it stayed slow
I thought I breathed an air of sorrow
it clothed me in haste
as if I am imprisoned to a new soul
I could not speak
I could not scream
I could not complain
I wanted to run and break out of it
until I wrote every line to speak of this new soul
that it read itself and broke lose of me
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