Author's Notes :D
Whoa. It's been so long. So this is a short short poem that's kinda more serious than I usually do but meh, please give your reviews +v+
The grieving Sun begging for attention,
From where people may finally come.
If chains trapped you in a place,
Long forgotten by civilization.
This well-protected heaven,
May just as well be called hell.
For there's no wishes granted,
No hands reaching in.
For there's no love given,
Many souls lost.
This is but a delirium,
Trapped within an asylum.