What are you waiting for?
Why do you stay?
You choose to be victim
With each passing day
Numb is not alive
Waiting does not fulfill.
No one else can save you
No one ever will.
I too know how it hurts
I too live through that pain
Still I have come to know the truth
My soul, the price to remain
No matter how it feels
In our plight we’re not alone
Why we think we need to suffer
Only to ourselves must we atone
Rare and fragile bird
It is surely death to stay
You need not be a victim
Don’t think, just fly away

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July 28, 2008 at 6:56 pm
inescapablytrapped
Miss,
Please pardon my uninvited intrusion into your busy life. I just wanted to tell you that your words, particularly the poetry and your heart…captivate me.
Thank you kindly.
Dear Trapped,
Please consider yourself invited.
Miss D