Cage

Cage

A Poem by Jacques - iNkwire
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A poem about being sad and the psychosomatic things that come with it.

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Paper scraps
in my brains folds
Invisible wrinkles
because I feel old
Canyons on my cheeks
and sleep gone from my eyes
I rise early
but propped up in unlife
I feel incomplete
yet I am also done
can I ever be free of cages
if my head is one?

© 2024 Jacques - iNkwire


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Added on December 23, 2024
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Jacques - iNkwire
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Hi. Most of my work is poetry, but I intend to put some stories out in the future. I write about what makes me feel strongly. This approach mostly results in romantic pieces, but I hope to branch o.. more..