No Where Left To Run
There's no where left to run
and no where left to hide
The enemy is at he door
And the walls are closeing in
I'm trapped and terrified
I gasp and heath I'm suiffocating
and cannot breath
The writings on the wall
I'm naked and feeling so small
I'm at a loss
as what to do haven't a clue no more
I may have won many battles
But I've yet
to win the war.
Peter Dome.copyright.2014. Jan.
Copyright © Peter Dome | Year Posted 2014
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