Trapped (Lyrics)

woman standing in front of a window
Photo by Eric Antunes on Pexels.com

Can’t you feel the inevitable,

As it comes creeping close,

Odds become insurmountable,

Hope appears to be lost.

~~~~

Home can feel, so restricting

When by me, you are not near;

Cooped up alone, in the place,

I dreamed together, we’d be here

.

I’m trapped, without you

Cut off from a world, outside my window,

And no-one can cross, the threshold,

-Because you are the key…

Won’t you free me?

.

Love is a virus,

That works, its way, inside us;

Making us hot, but blow cold,

Opening up, while closing door

.

I’m trapped, without you

Cut off from a world, outside my window,

And no-one can cross, the threshold,

-Because you are the key…

Won’t you free me?

.

Confined, to my bed,

Thoughts of you, run through my head,

Fever is up, and high,

Still can’t get you, out of my mind

.

I’m trapped, without you

Cut off from a world, outside my window,

And no-one can cross, the threshold,

-Because you are the key…

Won’t you free me?

.

When the work is not viewed and shared, the artist loses hope, and the birth of new art ceases to be imagined. I wrote this last night and felt it was quite apt…, hardly anyone reads or likes my posts, I guess “you’ve got to make your own kind of music….”

©Please do not copy and edit, or reproduce without permission from the author (Abelia May) and full acknowledgement of the author (Abelia May) and website address

 

 

 

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