Welcome to my poetry corner. Most of the poetry here was written while I attented high school so it may seem a tad bit dreary at times.
These walls are closing in on me,
Forever wanting to be free.
Free to be what I want to be,
To look and dress the way I want.
These walls are closing in on me,
And forever they will haunt.
I wish that I could run away,
But for now I must stay.
These walls are closing in on me,
This is the way it was intended to be.
So I shall be,
Forever wanting to be free.
I stand alone,
Isolated.
Abandoned.
The darkness surrounds me.
Consuming my soul.
The world seems cold,
Lifeless.
Empty.
I stumble in the gloom.
Then I see the light.
You stand there,
Forsaken.
Withdrawn.
But it's your light I see.
The loneliness fades.
We stand together,
Hopeful.
Strong.
Our light beckons the abandoned.
Our souls are one.
© 1999 Sandra Laurens, Lunar Graphics.ca