The prison-cell
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I live in the prison-cell The guard is my mind They've completely sealed it There's no exit I can find. There's one little window Just near the ceiling I sometimes see blue sky And wonder how I'm living. Sometimes when I stare hard enough I can see traces of a door But I have no power to go to it, I just sink to the floor. I know so much of This small lonely room I remember nothing else Just this dull grey gloom. One day I just realized I'll get nowhere like this I'll escape and run free And see what I have missed. I focused just on myself And gathered memories fast Because the answer to all this Lies somewhere in my past. Then I found out something Which was surprising to hear It was me who had, in the first place Locked myself up in here. I sunk to the floor once again I had created a maze One so deep there's no way out Just more lost in the haze. But one day I might have the courage To escape and to be free It might be hard, but I will try Because it depends on me. Written January 6th, 2002 © on Jan 05 2002 05:48 PM PST 0 • 10
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"I live in the prison-cell..."