Trapped - A Poem

So I haven't written poetry in quite some time and this one is a bit dark, nothing like my usual inspirational stuff, but I'll share it anyway, just cause I feel like it :)

Trapped,

In a room no larger than a cell

The contents, hardly more than its counterpart would hold

I sit, I yearn for more, anything more.

Trapped, 

By dogs barking in the distance, 

Beyond the windows that may as well be barred

All Day, All Night

No rest, not for a weary soul.

Trapped, 

The elusive glimmer of hope on the horizon

Taunts me with its brilliant light

Beckoning me forward

Knowing full well that the ball and chain 

Set firmly around my ankles restricts me. 

Trapped, 

By angry voices outside the door

Demanding another mountain of chores

So I stay hidden, Away from the noise

Though this is my prison, my sanctuary it has become

For life beyond the door, is surely worse than this.

Trapped, 

By the prayer I pray daily

Lord, get me out of here, 

But if it be your will, I'll stay.

Trapped, 

By the clock that ticks loudly, taunting me

As life walks past, towards the glimmer of hope

Still on the Hill

Way over there

Away from my reach.

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