Entrapped
A Poem
1 min readApr 29, 2021
The past it seems
Somehow will forever linger
Every time I near forgetfulness
Your next brutal reminder breaks through
Eager to smirk in my face.
My life it seems
Is stuck in your hands
The past it seems
Somehow will forever linger
Every time I near forgetfulness
Your next brutal reminder breaks through
Eager to smirk in my face.
My life it seems
Is stuck in your hands
Lover/writer of poetry, romance, paranormal, self-help, etc. I don’t enjoy the confines of a niche. Published author: What Storms May Bring: Seasons of Change.