I'm imprisoned,
in a jail of fears.
I just can't get out of it,
I can't neither break the barriers.
Everyday the fears increase,
making me feel that life should cease,
making me sleep in tears.
I've been in this jail for years.
I've tried to get out of it alone,
without any help.
But it seems that I can't do that anymore.
I'm waiting for someone to open the jail's door
and let me free.
I'm waiting for someone
who can change me.
I want someone to hold my hand
and teach me courage,
so he can escape me out of this wreckage.
Talents inside me are hidden,
even no one knows that I write poems.
They are just buried in a person,
who is stuck in a jail of fears.
© 2020 Niajuol Alisruon
Comments
Hyn Edwit on December 13, 2020:
All of us can be drowned by our own fears and anxiety, so much that it buries and dulls our own potential. However, making that single step, no matter how small it is, may help pave way for numerous possibilities.
The jail may not fully crumble but at the very least the bars are bent and that is already a huge accomplishment.
Great write!
