Captive Here

Captive Here

 

Hell, I guess I’m nearly there

If we’re supposed to feel

Lashing flames and cold piercing steel

 

Hell, I guess Im nearly there

If we’re supposed to find

That the Devil is real

 

…I guess my reflection tells

 

There is no God down here

No blinding light leading forward,

From this casket I call home

That I and only I created

 

No outstretched hands reach for me

No outstretched hands beg for my return

 

Guilt, I guess we’ve all known our share

If we’ve ever really cared to feel

But choked on pride, or just failed to stand and fight

Guilt, it’s a hell of a burden to bear

If you’ve ever really felt the cost

Of letting love slip and disappear..

 

Don’t feel like you’re the only one let down and disappointed

Im not the man I envisioned either

So cast your stones, or your cold shoulders

Im still counting the cracks in my reflection scattered,

Anyways..  

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A very relatable piece of great poetry...Thank you for sharing...:)

[JenniferMarie]

Cool last image. "I'm still counting the cracks in my reflection scattered, Anyways ..." strong.

Creative write for sure that I enjoyed.

I was really there in the 4th stanza. that's when I really got pulled in. I'd almost start, "There is no God down here..." It's daunting and interesting and I want to know more.

so many great lines in this poem. I thought it was very well written.

Thank you for sharing,
Jennifer

[A.J.]

awesome! thank you! i only wish i could actually sing that 4th and the rest of it on a constant basis.... i dont feel having simply the words on paper give it the right... voice. once again, thank you for your visit jennifer!

[JenniferMarie]

Well keep it up. What your doing is working. Thanks again for sharing.