I am lost in the riddles I wove, <br />In the lines I drew, <br />In the walls I raised, <br />In the spaces reserved... <br />where I am confined right now, <br />and it is not a nice place.... <br />where knowingly I had placed you, <br />now I fret to be!<br /><br />Seema Aarella<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sentenced/
