Jail Cell

by Mira   Mar 4, 2005


I think inside my jail cell
Musing on philosophical ideas
The imaginings greater than my own mere reality

I sing inside my jail cell
Serenading myself in my misery or joy
The emotions I possess too immense to contain

I stretch inside my jail cell
Calming my anxiety and anxiousness
The breath through my body, relaxing

I sit inside my jail cell
Forbidding myself to show me
The real me should not be shown to the world

I cry inside my jail cell
Thinking of thoughts unwonted
The bits of me in pieces on the floor

I walk inside my jail cell
Touching the cold metal bars
The strands of life in me turning colder by the minute

Inside my prison, I must wait
Until my life, my body, dissipates

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