Trapped
With child and chained to a cold hearted man
Trapped
She carries life, a fragile glow,
A quiet strength he’ll never know.
Her body aches, her spirit worn,
Yet in her heart, a child is born.
The bottles clink; his world is loud,
He stumbles home beneath a cloud.
Her whispers fade, he doesn’t hear,
Her silent cries, her growing fear.
She’s tired, ill, and bound by vows,
A life that feels so heavy now.
But deep inside, a fire burns bright,
A mother’s love, her guiding light.
Trapped she feels, but not for long,
One day she’ll rise, unyielding, strong.
For in her arms, a hope will grow,
A reason to fight, to let him go.
And when she steps beyond the door,
She’ll find the life she’s longing for.
A brighter path, a clearer view,
A world of love, for her and new.
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