I have now agreed, <br />To delve into the dusty rooms, <br />Where old darkness lurks, <br />In dwindling power. <br /> <br />Yet still, ricochets ring out to me, <br />From future times when demons must be dragged, <br />And dissected in the open, <br />As in order for a total exorcism, <br />We must first invoke them. <br />But my spine is held taught, <br />By an anxious frustration, <br />I already yearn to run, <br />At the thought of having to face them. <br /> <br />I know somewhere, <br />This steely silence holds a power over me, <br />I am captured, yet captivated, <br />With a desire to break free. <br /> <br />Yes, I will again roam, <br />Dark gloomy corridors <br />Again I will attempt, <br />To order these lives of ours.<br /><br />Eleanor Best<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/captured-yet-captivated/
