In Bondage

My minds trapped in this box
and there's this pain on it that's heavier than an ox
There's no escape, and I'm weak
I've tried, pushed to the extent I'm sick

This transparent box, partial freedom
My only way out is All knowing Wisdom
I could hear fresh air pass by
I could see a bed on which I could lie

I see trampolines and children bouncing on it
I see a plate with something I could eat
I see freedom, I see change
How I wish that I could flip this page

I'm tired of walking around
In the same square that kept me bound
I'm tired of living in darkness
'Cos it pains me as from far I could see brightness

But I can't reach it
I just see it
I've been trying hard to break pass this wall
I'm tired of feeling so small

All I ask for is to be free
To live a life of being me
I'm tired of being bound in chains
It's causing me pains
I'm tired of the heat and the pretending
I want to live a life that's gratifying

Ah, yes, even from afar I see a future
A blissful one, yes, I'm sure
No need to fear
Just have to bear

An end to struggle and pain is coming
A time for joy instead of mourning
It's going to end one day
It's going to end, I say

Bright Kingsley
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 06/02/2021

Poet's note: I wrote this poem at the beginning of the year 2021, I felt so much struggle and pain, break ups and tears were what happened to me, but I still motivated myself, even if I've not healed totally from the pain, I know better days are coming and I wrote the poem to help others who are in my shoes to have hope.
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