March 23, 2011 – It’s Knocking but I’m Out of Time

She knocks on the inside of my brain

begging to get out

She scratches her way to tips of my fingers

desperate to be heard

Her cries for release echo within my ears

searching for a way lose

Her image strikes beyond my sight

emaciated from lack

She reluctantly falls back into confinement

waiting for freedom’s time

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