Poem

Bound By Grains Of Sand

Enclosed by hatred, anger, and sorrow.
Try to run while buried in sand
You can't
Try to gasp for air
Pure fresh air
The type of air that the rains bring to a thirsty desert
It's hard
Try to dig yourself out
Strive to reach the surface
Can't let the sands of negative being keep you immobile
It is possible to be released from the shackles that bound you from the
outside and within.
It is possible to let it all
GOOoooooooooo!!