Private Confines (National Poetry Writing Month 2023 #10)   Leave a comment

In private confines 
My inner child cries
The inner tears she had to hide
As she cowered in her room
And saw the light fade from view
Kept safe, under lock and key
That's the lie I sold to me
But she sits in the dark alone
And cries out in fear and pain
Hoping that she'll see the day
She finally gets to be free.

Sorry it took so long.

– SR Romney 2023

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