Mind Hostage

L. Wolfe

Lost and alone

trapped in my own. 

Seeing the light 

always there but never bright. 

Irrational fear of life 

stabbed by the sharpest knife. 

Take a pill to help the pain 

explaining why I don’t in vain. 

Watching life pass me by 

knowing I don’t wanna die. 

Still waiting to be free 

like a giant oak tree. 

  • Author: L. Wolfe (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 24th, 2017 01:03
  • Comment from author about the poem: Please let me know what you all think.
  • Category: Reflection
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