Friday, April 16, 2010

Enclosure

Fenced in I am by life
A tight one, nary an opening,
Sealed taut and firm, its all over,
Dig out from below, I cant
Not with bare hands, like an escaping convict

Like trapped it feels, under the weights,
Of the vast blue ocean above,
Feeling dark underwater, never to see light,
Gasping for breath, I seem to be,
To the surface I want to rise,

Thus he was burdened, just like another,
With thoughts of disparage,
Appearing to never be any respite!