by Trinket_Writer
(WA State)
Slats breaking up my vision
blocking bits and pieces
causing me contention
Like half closed shades
shutting out important visions
tearing the picture up with blades
Dripping from my heart
the urge to run about, yet
..all I sense is bondage tearing me apart
The picture although snowy
..frigid, bleak and crisp
would surely melt away when walking very brisk
Animals we are not to be
..trapped inside like such
longing to feel nature,
..with its warming touch
Choosing your direction
selecting your own space
this could be the key, giving us connection
If only we knew then
how pain and fear can trap us
we could break the walls of misery
and grind them into dust
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