Trapped

trapped by my desire to travel and do what I love

Destroyed, desolate, lost

freedom desired at any cost

let me go, let me free

I'm not who I'm supposed to be

Desperately I want out

away from all this fear and doubt

I hate my existence

and everything that comes with it

Reviews

[Emza S]

That's so sad. I've felt this way before, so this poem is very.....connecting? No...sorry, I can't think of a word, but it really connects with me. That's what I was trying to say.