Cornered is how I feel when there is someone in front of me, in back of me, beside me, looking at me, laying on me.
Cornered is how I feel when the stores are crowded, there is no room on the bus or the train or the streets are full.
Cornered is how I feel when your in my face and you won’t back off, your firing off questions without pause, I have no time to think, no space to move my thoughts.
You make me want to spread my wings and fly. Fly high away from the corners of your mind.
By Felina Silver Robinson
Published by Felina
I'm a wife, a mother, a writer, and a friend. I enjoy sharing feelings, experiences and my poetry. There are many things that I am good at, but I'm sure there are just as many things that I am bad at. I try hard not to judge for we know no one is perfect. I can however say that although I have a great deal of patience, sometimes the patience tank runs dry. If you value me, I will always value you.
Here I will share some of my poetry, my opinions along with some of my stories. I hope you enjoy(ed) your visit to poetsareangels.com. If you read and liked what you saw, please hit the LIKE button. Always feel free to leave friendly comments. Please no vulgarity as my teenagers frequent this site. "Happiness is the pathway to a memorable existence." Felina
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