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 General Poetry posted April 17, 2021


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The first poem I ever penned.

Tortured

by Angel Thompson

Alone in a room full of people,
screaming without making a sound.
Seeing nothing but shadows,
no solids holding them down.

Struggling to call focus,
straining to reach out.
Longing for movement,
the body is without.

Trapped in a place of darkness,
illuminated by despair.
Searching for an exit,
that exists nowhere.

Unable to block out,
the minds silent melodies.
Once cherished moments,
forever hostile memories.


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