Dream in Ways Great poem on Pedestal. Pedestal I dream in waysmy mouth cannot articulatein ways my hands refuse to writeI am a prisoner insideand there are barsthe world will never breakbecause they are made from fearof death and losing all thatI have hid inside themfor so long. Photo from Unsplash by Christopher Campbell View original postShare this:TwitterFacebookPinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related One thought on “Dream in Ways” Add yours Static As if chains Could bind The rage inside Or hide The fear in your eyes I speak soft words That reek Of frustration Leaving a taste On the tongue One can’t quite place Let’s face it Chained or unrestrained This simple fact remains Everything would stay The same If nothing changed Zig’20’ LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.