Trapped (Thanks for the title, Chosen!!)
On the ground, barely breathing
Stranded here, no sense of feeling
Death can be so misleading
Children's smiles, the same as bleeding
Diseases bring me so much pleasure
My demise can be your treasure
Trapped (Thanks for the title, Chosen!!)
chosen commented on Trapped (Thanks for the title, Chosen!!)
06-30-2009
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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