Trapped In A Pane Of Glass (1995-1996) Poem by Lillian B. Rose

Dark shaddows near to me
the dungeons of the mind
A scream, a wail, a thunderclap
Is what I am going to find

The bars stretch on for miles
Where blank eyes meet your gaze
But she hasn't seen the sunlight
For oh so many dayz

Light only trickles in
to this dark and deftly place
The hollowing of winds
and the sound of breaking glass

Help me find the pieces
That bring life back again
No more will I sorrow
For ways that could have been