Entrapped
Alone in a crowd of wishers
Free to slip away
Fl[pant answers tying me in
To never ending questions
horizons remembered keeping me sane
Sunsets of past indiscretions
How did I ever end up in here
responding to guided impressions
What is it they're seeking?
So earnestly lost
Have they no caution to counting the cost
Is peace so unnerving
They have to move on?
This is not why I'm here
Consider me gone
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2013
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