Trapped

Stuck inside these four walls
I pretend to be tone deaf
stubbornly manage to ignore
the incessant dull screams
echoing from deep within

I recognize my muse trapped
crying for freedom of expression
the artist bound and ligatured
itching to be let out of confines
craving to be set free to thrash about
if I ever get out of here

splash some colors wild and loose
drawing free curves and swirls
on canvas of every shape and size



AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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