Danny Rhym

TRAPPED

His mind trapped

Thoughts crapped

Every time they snapped

Glancing as if slapped

And all troubles were tapped

 

He lies down face cold

Trials elusive and bold

Wondering how they unfold

Their confidence untold

 

There he sits

Gathering his wits

Sorrow creeping in bits

As the reality hits

In his mind, he quits

 

He looks up in reminiscence

How life made no sense

How it seemed hard and tense

And the pressure immense