Poetry

By

Liam O’Keefe

Silent Cry

A shackle around my foot

It’s cold clenching metal

pinching at my skin

Leaving me

Restless

Crazed

I feel trapped

my breath within my lungs

like a tomb

My head hurts

Thinking

Tirelessly

Thoughts

that make my heart flinch

My muscles squeeze

My stomach swirls

My hands twitch As if searching,

for the shackle’s key

But the shackle laughs at my pain,

a pitch pit in my soul

Unsheddable tears

inside a silent cry

Who I ask, am I?

Liam O’Keefe

Liam O’Keefe is a young poet and writer from St John’s, Newfoundland. He aspires to work in film and television, achieving his dream of giving life and movement to the characters and worlds he creates with words.