Escape

Trapped alone in a barren room
Dread to last for days
I haven't seen the outside world
My vision but a haze

The hard caked concrete below me
Steel walls on either side
Small widows provide light
But I cannot see outside

I can't recall how I got here
A single torch provides a glow
Items scattered around the room
And a black bird starts to crow

One bullet left in the chamber
Of a gun I cannot use
A box of explosive and fireworks
But nothing to light the fuse

A file to cut through metal
But no bars to escape through
A shovel to dig a tunnel
But no earth to escape to

So many things to escape with
Yet not one single way
The crow starts cawing louder
Here you will spend your days

Reviews

[Zoya]

Mhm, this is interesting. The rhyme scheme was quite well woven and the imagery shown in this poem is appreciable as well. I enjoyed reading it!