Locked Away Poem by White Slash
Locked Away
Every night I lay awake,
Planning the night I will escape.
I say to my self it won’t be long, until the attempted,
And it will all be gone.
Until that night,
My eyes put up a fight,
Laying awake thinking about a wife that waits.
My eyes shout dreaming off then I finally awake,
Thinking about the hour that I ask my morning shower,
There I will escape waiting by the gait for the car of fait.
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4/26/2024 1:28:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like this piece very strong.