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My Body is Locked in a Cage

door killea

the silence chips away at my heart
each day I feel entombed by my pain
mirrored in my soul
no energy left to rant and rave
see myself standing at a grave

weeping for the self I have lost
somewhere along life's journey
my body is locked in a cage
has anyone found the key?
to unlock and set me free

wake up guardian angels
be aware you also may be judged
you've fucked up long enough
you give a jewel with one hand
with the other you steal it back

and we are left to wonder why
nothing ever works out right
whilst you play poker with human lives
not asking for forever, but cannot accept never
let me out of my cage before I self-destruct

and I still dream of the cottage, already painted
years ago, the picture sits on my desk
a place of rest where one can find some peace
for a time at least, to regenerate in the arts
and write and play, for a while each day

so what do you say, let's lose the cage
and the tears will go away
like snow on another day
new memories created, some joy, with a little garden
albeit belated.

 

feedback van andere lezers

  • klaver4
    replace 'your' in the second sentence by 'my' and then read on your poem, then you'll find your key...
    ps: the hour of the beast is chipping away at my health! :o) Yack!
    I've got some issues myself, eating away at me, myself and I, with some friends of mine; 've been looking at events of the past weeks, and the fb I got from them, and they keep me wanting dearly...; saddening okay, but in fact confirmation of what my heart already knew. Sobeit and not albeit... :o)
    xxx
    Dicky
    killea: Thanks for great FB as usual. What's eating away at you, sweetheart"?
    xx
    j
  • jan
    my idea June, that would be perfect!
    only living for art and writing...
    xxx
    j

    killea: Thank you, darling
    xx
    j
  • yellow
    Now, this is an amazing poem,
    Sometimes I feel the same
    like this, I recognized some of these words
    a little bit, mayby we can make a song like this ;)

    sweets,
    Marc
    killea: Maybe we could, if you are a musician.
    thanks for everythingxxx
    j
  • Hoeselaar
    Perfect writing

    Willy
    killea: Thank you so much Willy
    xx
    j
  • DeKoeneRidder
    Beautifull IQ! You'll be Houdini and we are all your gardian angels.

    Love XXX BH
    killea: Funny you. Thanks BH
    xx
    j
  • nero
    I will look for the key and will open your cage.
    Love - xxx - Nero
    killea: Thank you Nero,
    xx
    j
  • marrik
    I think i know who's holding the bloody key.

    (ik vindt het heel leuk om K4 weer eens te lezen.Ook al is het in jouw FB..Give him my greetings)

    XX
    M
    killea: Thank you M, love you too
    xxx
    j
  • lief
    open the gate & let me out!
    xxx
    liefs
    killea: Thank you, Liefie
    xxx
    j
  • otiske
    Knap onder woord gebracht.
    Graag gelezen, groetjes.
    killea: Thank you, Otiske
    xxx
    j
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