Meg Anderson Poet Free verse

Dark Woods

Dark Woods

In the dark woods is where you will find me tied to a tree. But how did I become here and why am I not free?

In my mind I stir... Through the labyrinth of passageways I am lost.  Surrounded by my own nightmares I scream.  

Haunted by my past mistakes, I ponder...Torn between the guilt and confession, but of the two what will I choose?

Fallen and never the same sadness takes hold...

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Liam Mcdaid January 11, 2015 at 7:45 AM truly excellent pen meg totally relate bless you dear friend Meg Anderson January 11, 2015 at 3:12 PM Liam, thank you, you are a kind friend!

Michelle Mac Donald December 19, 2014 at 10:37 AM Not a fun state of mind, Meg, but when the sun comes through a clearing everything will fall into place. Ouf, how many oatmeal cookies have I made so far? Won't need to ask Isaac Newton.....NONE.:( I wasn't going to bake them for him anyhow! In this write you are lost and shackled. Oh, wishing you the best...Merry Christmas and a very HAPPY NEW YEAR! Mikki Meg Anderson December 19, 2014 at 11:24 AM Mikki, thank you. I read a lot of fantasy/thriller books so this poem is inspired by those ideas and images. Meg

Jasmine Cruz November 15, 2014 at 7:00 AM very good poem Meg. I would hate to be in this situation. much love Meg Anderson November 15, 2014 at 7:13 PM Thank you. Yes this is a glimpse within ones self.