for too long
i was a prisoner...
a prisoner of myself!
held captive by desires
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Mixed feelings are hard to deal with, but at least you made it to superbly capture them. Excellent insight into inconsistency, and an honest one at that.
Good and excellent poem. sometimes, we become our own prisoner...especially in our mind and thoughts...when we become lonely and have nothing to do.
Prisoner Of Myself! ...WOW! i really enjoyed reading this poem, like always :)
The heart is reluctant to fly; the spirit that was sacrificed to heart demands freedom; love makes its own way. And you are a prisoner of yourself. It seems difficult for this poor mind to comprehend the meaning though I am as old as you are. It is obsecurity, sir!
nice work. i can relate to this myself. great piece.