Armadura Poem by Arik Fletcher

Armadura



The cloak we wear surrounds us,
And keeps us out of harm,
It clothes and it protects us,
From every fear and qualm.

Yet as it keeps the world out,
It holds the darkness in,
A cold embrace that spreads out,
And scars our broken skin.

Once donned it won't release us,
A captive in our mind,
It keeps our feelings from us,
Impossible to find.

Friday, February 28, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: reflection
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