Hostage
By JensGoneMad
Hostage
She pressed her cheek,
Firmly against the cool window.
Hand prints sliding down the glass.
She was afraid it would come to this.
She lies her head down,
On the cool side of the pillow.
It's been months now,
Her bruises were finally healing.
Resting her head on her hand
She remembered... the before.
When he held her inside for days...
But this, this had been months.
She was a prisoner either way...
There was no getting out of this one
Jennifer Denise Darnell English
May 31st 2020
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Author's Note:
His words weighed my head down to the floor.Comments on "Hostage"
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On Saturday, August 8, 2020, JensGoneMad
(44) wrote:
jensgonemad JDE All you have to do is type that in and ill pop up. My YouTube channel. Pls enjoy
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On Wednesday, July 29, 2020, JensGoneMad
(44) wrote:
Thank you. I have a YouTube channel I post my poems on as well and edit the videos all by myself. Lol. And yes I am my own worst enemy. This poem was a prompt to poem suggested by A poetry Facebook page. Write a poem about isolation due to covid-19. I can't help but go dark so I correlated an abuse victim comparing her isolation from him and the social distancing. Idk I think it worked out.
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On Tuesday, August 4, 2020, franticNfrowzy
(8) wrote:
What's the link to your YouTube?
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On Sunday, August 9, 2020, JensGoneMad
(44) wrote:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC7-34z6Ogt7ybtCtx2ENn2g
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On Wednesday, July 29, 2020, LIFEINVADER
(277) wrote:
Powerful, I can relate on sometimes being trapped, in my own mind mostly, which is hard to break, how could you ask for help to your own captor anyway. Great write, I hope there is a follow up.