Challenge
Challenge of the Week CXC
Locked Up. Prison, house arrest, quarantine, perhaps a secret. Write about someone, or something, locked up. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
Despondence
My bones ache
And my back trembles
At the very mention of your name.
My eyes become oceans
Filled with grief
And my face becomes
Flooded with the innocence
I have shed on your behalf.
Light calls my name
Like a shepherd calls to
His lost sheep
But it is only you
That I find waiting for me
When I answer.
It is your presence in me
That keeps my life
Trapped in the night sky
With all the other burning stars
Whose flames diminish
As they sink deeper and deeper
Into your abyss.
I have no idea if I will ever escape you.
I have no idea.
Not if.
I will escape you.
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