Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2018
I am your hostage
You locked me up inside a rusty, quaint cage
I can't move, I am tied
My heart's in hysteria, I could have died
I can't even utter a single word
My body's numb from this tight prickly chord
I have lost, I let myself get captivated
By romantic trifles that will never be reciprocated.
But still, I don't think I can get out of that cage.
pistachio
Written by
pistachio  F/Philippines
(F/Philippines)   
477
   tumelo mogomotsi
Please log in to view and add comments on poems