Prison Of Another's Choosing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Despair layered on top of itself for years, a grief now
hidden behind laughter and a sweet disposition from child-
hood.

Reaching out, never grasping her future with an innate
talent and gifts, a mind rich in ideas with no way to let
them out for fear of both failure and success.

A double-edged sword to her fragile being, holding her
hostage within, not realizing it's herself that's crushing
her own spirit and self-worth now.

Wanting to give her a hug, but she will not allow it, yet
knowing she's in the same place that others are in, afraid
to touch or feel all the pain of a lifetime.

Is there any help for any of these women, or will they all
remain in a prison of another's choosing to the ends of
their lives on earth?