These Silver Bars

I have found

that I am stuck

within these silver bars

Although they're strong

and keep me safe

my soul is being starved

Everything

is like a blur - 

a sorry water paint

I try to focus

and keep my mind

within my metal gates

Oh, I wish

to feel the air

on my every molecule 

to soak it in

and release

with all my thoughts, so cruel

Though I squirm,

I stay put -

anchored to my thoughts

and with no key

there's no escape

for my brain is locked

- l.r.

Reviews

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

Yes Lexi very good. Bates solid waste of metal should be made as a stool for !me to sit upon and enjoy the everlasting joy of life

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Lexi you wrote it very nicely. Sometimes we really becomes slave of our own thoughts and mind. This is the most difficult phase of life as to get over our mind....

[Lexi Richard]

Very true... Thank you for your review.

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Welcome friend