Feelings of confusion,

Where do I belong?
Where do I go?
What do I do?

Pick up the phone.
No one to call.
What would I say?

Go for a walk
No where to go.
No one to see.

Deep inside
Is the urge to scream.
At what?

No escape.
Have the need,
The desire,
The want,
For release -
For freedom.

by Ruth warren

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I enjoyed reading your poem. Found the title to go very well with it too... Nice structure! Take Care, Jodilee