Trapped

by Judy Lynn - Libra

The horrible feelings
That are revealed from inside,
Use my face as a tool 
Through the tears that I cry.

My mind is cluttered 
With useless thoughts,
Of how to deal with 
The things my ignorance has brought.

My soul is suffering
I don't know what to do,
I try to turn for help
But there is no one to turn to.

So my soul retires
And weakly gives in,
To the deep, dark hole
I've dug for myself within.

Birth sign: Libra
Date created: 2001-04-30 16:14:58
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:44:14
Poem ID: 62457

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