Trapped

My life is so depressing
I feel trapped, in need of space
I need some fresh air to breathe
A gentle breeze touching my face
A taste of freedom to make me feel whole
Instead of suffocating in this human goldfish bowl









14 March 2020

Number 3
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Roper Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 1:34 AM
Shirley, congratulations on your win. Hugs Eve
Hawkins Avatar
March 17, 2020 at 1:45 AM
Thank you for your kind comment and the hug I appreciated both very much... I hope all is well with you and yours ...Shirley
Somadas Avatar
March 15, 2020 at 12:05 AM
human goldfish bowl... wonderful lines.. Conveyed the message beautifully..
Hawkins Avatar
March 15, 2020 at 12:52 AM
Thank you Jenish. The lovely picture of the goldfish bowl certainly helped me write it ...
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