Deadlines for Writers. 12 Poems in 12 Months – January – Prompt: Shell

Trapped. Cloaked in darkness.
Encased in a shell of fear,
Like a cartridge shot.

I try to escape,
But the shells rain down on you.
It is not your fault.

I hope that one day,
Our shell will be beautiful,
And we hear the sea.

’til then, I love you.
I know it can be painful,
But I always will.Edit