Lost in a back drop of stars
Feeling the grip
But not being able to embrace it
Stuck lost in my own mind
Like an animal trapped in its cage
Longing for freedom
Pacing the confines
Testing the limits
Yet still lost
In a back lit pool of black sky
With no other light than stars
To guild me to or from thoughts
I yearn for the embrace of it
Yet still my cage bars me from
The silver shores and Sweet dreams
Dreams of days gone by and days
To come
Clinton,this is an exquisite poem i have felt like this many times.I cannot wait to read more from you!You are gifted.You should put some of your drawings on here if you have a scanner!(im sure it would add to the sites uniqueness)if thats a word hehe!come visit me soon!
~joy and flowers~
~*Guinevere*~