Trapped Poem by james tj24

Trapped



In this hollow ground I stand in twisted knots of fate.
The drought of sun brings plague of time for only I can wait.
Iron thoughts sit still my mind enclosed in water's case.
Breathless lungs inside my soul weep papers into thread,
And shadows seen about the dark make no sound in my heart.

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