*trapped* Poem by Sthelie Jean

UP! DOWN! NO WHERE TO GO!
SEEKING COMFORT, FIND BETRAYAL.
DARK AND SMALL WITHOUT NO SOUL.
SHOUTING FOR SUPPORT BUT NO SOUND.
HEARING NOTHING BUT THE WIND.
FEELING NOTHING BUT PAIN.
WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE?
IT IS FROSTY.
WHAT CAN I DO FOR MY FREEDOM?
IT IS FIERY.
MY HEART'S POUNDING LIKE THE SOUND FROM A BOOM-BOX.
MY STOMACH'S GROWLING LIKE A JUNE THUNDER.
LOSING EVERYTHING BUT FAITH.
KNEELING BEFORE GOD FOR A SECOND CHANCE.
AND WISH UPON A STAR WITHOUT A GLANCE.