
| Lockdown in the Haven
Author: Shy Scribe Even when you are safe at home, you can't help but long for the big world out there. The walls trap you, but are the walls real or just in your head?
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort/Poetry - Words: 234 - Published: 04-20-12 - id: 3015194
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Lockdown in the Haven
I open the window
Just to breath yearning breaths
Of the outside air
Just beyond my grasps
I am trapped
Concealed deep within the hearth
World forgetting my existence
Even when I scream for less hurt
I think maybe I could leave
This drab lonely place
Run until it's long gone
But reality in truth is:
I started the chase
Please leave behind the conscious glass
Looming a prison cell with nonchalance
The screen with only divided panels
Blocking the oh-so close wilderness
Of pain I can't handle
I plead to leave the window
That swallowed me whole
Like an abyss
With a spider web
I'm ensnared in cold souls
Suddenly I'm determined
To leave this time and day
To get to my unburdened freedom
So I'll say I'm okay
Then my eyes flicker to a sorry sight
That quite honestly changes my mind
A bug, a fly, with glazed paneled eyes
Trapped in the screen of lockdowns and lies
Where the window has taken over
Won another lost heart
Confirming my fears that are older
Rooting back to the start
So the question may be
Is it better in here?
In this wearisome home
With warm smiles shown
That you never will own
Or out just beyond?
On the unpredictable globe
A mere carcass, a corpse
On the wall of the world
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