In the Midst of Seclusion
In the midst of seclusion
Weary and worn out
Torn and bewildered
Permeated with self-doubt
Fearful to submit
Too strong to fold
Careless of gaining anything
Too worried I’ll lose my soul
Caged in my mind
Afraid to allow my thoughts to be free
The doors are shut tight
Trapping the boy that lives inside of me
When he cries, I cry
Because we are the same
Two souls in one body
Sharing this mutual pain
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wow! great poem. cant really say to much after that. whats understood doesnt have to b explained.