Thank you once again to Mrs. Jeannie Minor for collaborating with me to write this poem.This is our third poem together and look forward to working with her again. We hope you enjoy the read. Peace and God bless:)
I'm lost inside a feeling I thought had disappeared In a state with a see through ceiling With walls of pain and fear The blueprint seemed to be flawless From materials unknown to man For those of us seeking solace From a life of selfish demands There are no doors or windows With only one way to escape The design is totally enclosed To leave you must change shape All I see around me is based on how I feel which begs myself the question "Is any of this real?" All of life's reminders only come from looking back Memories are the binders to this vicious painful track The barriers around me are all I choose to see To change my view prospectively just might be the key Perhaps upon a second look there might be something more past the pain and fear I took to fight this evil war My apprehensive prison cell will one day set me free when I decide to see my hell as possibility With wisdom I could live my life outside these walls of fear I'd say goodbye to days of strife and never shed a tear.
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