Caged….
Bars built, not my own making
Foundations made with sand
Trapped in a world, of another
Dreams of life….
A better place
With no way to fly, how could I leave?
Long in torment
Expected more but never enough
Ridiculed…
And yet, with a life made so temporary
there was…a…choice
To leave
Cage open, broken and sand clinging onto me
There were repercussions to staying
And yet repercussions to leaving
So I waited…
And waited…
And waited….
Till I was ready
To leave strong
Then the door opened
Finally I left my sandy barred cage
And found refuge within the trees
With myself and many like me
Difficult to say I enjoyed this but in reference to the poem not the experience - had a somewhat similar place once "everyone has a place but not me I have nowhere to go." liked the mix of long and short lines seems to mark contemplation and then steps fitting to the events . carl
Posted 1 Month Ago
1 Month Ago
I appreciate the review Carl!! It is amazing to see how many people went through the same things. Th.. read moreI appreciate the review Carl!! It is amazing to see how many people went through the same things. Thanks for the review!! 🤗🤗
That's what my home life felt like too. I'm so sorry you had to endure that. But, I'm glad you made it out and up.
Posted 1 Month Ago
1 Month Ago
It was hard but I did make it out and now I'm on a pathway to healing. Thanks for stopping by!! I re.. read moreIt was hard but I did make it out and now I'm on a pathway to healing. Thanks for stopping by!! I really appreciate it🤗🤗🥰🥰
Kady, hello, I don’t think I have read you before. I see some Friends have given you pretty thorough reviews, I will just say ditto. I look forward to reading more.
This feels like a slow burn of endurance rather than a dramatic escape, and that’s its strength. The sandy bars are a strong image—structures that look solid but won’t hold forever. I like that you don’t rush the leaving; the waiting matters here, the cost of both staying and going. By the time the door opens, it feels earned, not impulsive. Ending in the trees, “with myself and many like me,” gives it a quiet solidarity instead of a victory speech. Honest and patient work.
Strong feelings in this one. As a bipolar I have felt trapped for most of my life, but never really did get outside of my cage except through writing. ~Jim
Posted 6 Months Ago
6 Months Ago
Hiii Jimm,
I suffer from mental illness as well. Writing and sharing helps me connect.. read moreHiii Jimm,
I suffer from mental illness as well. Writing and sharing helps me connect with myself and others as well. Its a horrible feeling to be trapped within yourself like that. Here's to healing.
Thanks for the review Chromophobik!!! Yes the mind can indeed be a powerful thing. I understand. Tha.. read moreThanks for the review Chromophobik!!! Yes the mind can indeed be a powerful thing. I understand. Thanks againnn🤗🤗🤗🥰🥰🥰
9 Months Ago
Thank you for writing and sharing such a great voice of the chaos inside our heads.
One should never feel trapped, yet sometimes it’s hard to get out! It takes time to ready our mindset ( our spirit within) to be able to fly… it’s back and forth a million times until we are perfectly ready to leave and find refuge where one chooses…
Lovely writing
WarmlyB🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷
Posted 9 Months Ago
9 Months Ago
Thanks Betty!!! Its so true!! It takes the mind to get our spirits ready to fly to a refuge. 🤗.. read moreThanks Betty!!! Its so true!! It takes the mind to get our spirits ready to fly to a refuge. 🤗🤗🤗🥰🥰🥰thanks for the review.
9 Months Ago
You are very welcome Kady...thank you for sharing!!
Warmly, B
Finding strength is hard when trapped with no hope to fly
Glad that you found strength from within.
And what more do we need, the escape is what we all await!
Posted 9 Months Ago
9 Months Ago
Thanks for the review Pallavi!!! Indeed we all await an escape🤗🤗🥰🥰 thanks againn🤗🤗.. read moreThanks for the review Pallavi!!! Indeed we all await an escape🤗🤗🥰🥰 thanks againn🤗🤗🤗🥰🥰🥰
There is nothing better than to escape into the shade and glow of trees. Each is different, its roots deeper or shallower, it positioning amongst others if in a gentle wood, minor but yet to learn; if in a forest.. a human is a leaf wandering mid the glory of green or however is the season. Wherever we go, as you prepare to be, there will be another tree waiting for you, silently watching, hopefully needing you to need its protection. Like a star high and higher, a selected tree is a growing guardian. Go brightly and deeply into your future, my friend.
'So I waited…
And waited…
And waited….
Till I was ready
To leave strong
Then the door opened
Finally I left my sandy barred cage
And found refuge within the trees.'
Hiii Emmaaa!!! Thanks for reviewing my poemmm!!!🤗🤗🤗🥰🥰🥰Well said. There are always .. read moreHiii Emmaaa!!! Thanks for reviewing my poemmm!!!🤗🤗🤗🥰🥰🥰Well said. There are always the trees🤗🤗🤗🥰🥰🥰Thanks againnn
GIRL! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU! This totally sounds like something I could write! Same feelings...same words. And totally understandable. I'm moving somewhere else soon, far away...and I think I'm escaping.
You are stronger than your fears!
Posted 9 Months Ago
9 Months Ago
Awwww Berenn thanks for your kind review!!🤗🤗🤗🥰🥰🥰Happy journey Berenn only up from .. read moreAwwww Berenn thanks for your kind review!!🤗🤗🤗🥰🥰🥰Happy journey Berenn only up from here!!
Helloooo artists!!
I'm glad to have joined a community of fellow artist where I can be inspired by and hope to inspire.
Writing is something I was passionate about for some time now. My rhymes.. more..