Trapped by Charles J Hannan The light peers through my eyelids Sharp as a knife My life begins one more time again Like yesterday And the day before I can’t tell When does this get better Will there be gold Silver You in my arms Forever I can’t let this flood overwhelm me The undertow drown me My life to pilfer me Yet it seems to stop Stuck in muddy situations With no wench to pull me out And the mud forming into concrete Which weighs heavy upon my life Keeping my soul Trapped Confused On how to get through this pain 08/16/2003 Posted on 08/16/2003 Copyright © 2025 Charles J Hannan Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Anne Engelen on 08/16/03 at 07:51 PM Awww...I know this pain so well. But hey, we both know it's just a temporary feeling! Be strong...better times await! Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2025 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)