Pam Deremer Poet I do not know?

Locked Within

Locked within these prison walls,
no judge or jury within these halls.
My mind is bound,
I know not why,
I'm not sure why I even cry.
What you say I'll soon forget,
The words I use, they start to drip...
upon the floor, no sense they make.
My sentences no longer straight.
I look at one thing...yet say another,
I no longer feel like I'm the mother.
Where did I go? I often ask.
Why am I lost behind this mask?
Will I return? This is my fear,
I wish my mixed up brain would clear!

                   P.R. Deremer

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Yolanda Scott July 27, 2015 at 10:17 PM Such beauty within the sadness and even more behind the mask. Awesome writer you are!!! Stay forever strong!!! Pam Deremer July 27, 2015 at 10:24 PM Thank you so very much.

Tu Tran July 27, 2015 at 5:35 PM APPARENTLY IT IS CLEAR BY THE MANY POEMS YOU BLESSED US WITH. THANKS FOR SHARING, PAM. TU Pam Deremer July 27, 2015 at 10:24 PM thank you.

Bill Lindsay July 27, 2015 at 1:44 PM Sounds like someone needs a break from the children ... ;) Pam Deremer July 27, 2015 at 10:23 PM Thank you for your comment. This poem was about feelings I had as a result of a brain injury I got in an accident years ago.