Wednesday, September 5, 2012


A really comfortable prison cell,
that's what I've built myself.
It's different than the usual grey walls,
barred windows,
prison food. 

It's the kind where I get to cook what I want,
use the bathroom when I want,
and even visit the outside.

But at the end of the day,
the door slams shut,
impenetrable social barriers, 
tyranny of distance.

The wardens of darkness patrol my mind.

I lie under my blanket,
staring at the cold, blank roof,
wondering how I can waste the day tomorrow
to distract me from these four walls,
this small space,
this tight trap.

1 comment:

  1. Make it pretty!!!

    Make it a refuge!

    Make it a place where people can invite themselve over :)

    I LOVE your new place xx