Poems from Plokesh99
Trapped in a glass cage,
No room to move,
To expand and grow.
I feel pathetic,
And so hungry.
Squandered in a clear prison,
I can see...
Trapped in a glass cage,
No room to move,
To expand and grow.
I feel pathetic,
And so hungry.
Squandered in a clear prison,
I can see...
I can recall-perfectly,
A Time,
Made of Gold
Not the gold,
That you both laced around me,
binding my neck and wrists.
Instead I...
How ironic it is,
I remember the sight of you,
I hear the timbres of your voice.
I’ve known you,
For a long while.
How ironic it is,
That...
Dear Mom and Dad,
Thank You.
For all that you do.
I know I can be difficult,
But thank you for your patience.
I am so eternally grateful...