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The Tunnel
there is a tunnel
where she sings
as light enters
to kiss her rose stained cheeks
brightness echos
through her tunnel
where freedom rings
there is a tunnel
where she sleeps
when storms trap her
in a winter freeze
a tunnel only there
to keep her golden hair
dry, but never clean
there is a tunnel
that locks her voice in
that doesn’t let the light in
a tunnel that compels a cry
built to break her
and watch her die
it gets her, every time
because she can’t resist crawling inside
where she sings
as light enters
to kiss her rose stained cheeks
brightness echos
through her tunnel
where freedom rings
there is a tunnel
where she sleeps
when storms trap her
in a winter freeze
a tunnel only there
to keep her golden hair
dry, but never clean
there is a tunnel
that locks her voice in
that doesn’t let the light in
a tunnel that compels a cry
built to break her
and watch her die
it gets her, every time
because she can’t resist crawling inside
Published 12th Dec 2021
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13th Dec 2021 11:35am
14th Dec 2021 6:53pm
13th Dec 2021 2:30pm
Dear TTF,
I really like the imagery associated with this poem. Feeling trapped and unsafe and sad have the elements you’ve written here spot on and laser sharp. Wonderfully expressed. Great write. H🌷
I really like the imagery associated with this poem. Feeling trapped and unsafe and sad have the elements you’ve written here spot on and laser sharp. Wonderfully expressed. Great write. H🌷
14th Dec 2021 6:53pm
