Trapped

February 19, 2012

You tie me down with your words. Red rubbed deep and blistering pink. Faces with empty stares and deep thoughts. Plans of forever with stitches of light.

I am a coward. I don’t know how to free myself. Limited to walls with the same cracked views.

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