Fleedom

[paul72]

Hiding in plain sight
Insignificant by choice
Terrified of being trampled
I'm invisible

Unseen by the world
Insulated by sorrow
Nowhere to be free
And no place to hide

How can I escape?
Incarcerated by fear
Constrained by the past
I'll just stay buried

The sun brings no warmth
Its light is concealed from me
Why does it bother?
It does me no good

Hope is a swindler
I'll be enchanted no more
All is dejection
Freedom is fleeting

[sanmagic7]

there are days i can sure relate to this, phil.  thanks.