Hostage

I’m being held captive

A prisoner inside my own home

Trapped behind the bars that incarcerate me….inside my mind

My past refuses to let me escape

The structure of this box is unlike anything that an architect could imagine

All this time I’ve been yelling

DON’T BOX ME IN

Now I am in a box

Plans of escape prove futile

All I do in here is reminisce

Wonder how I got myself into this

Craving a countdown in the walls of my brain

Though I don’t know what I am counting down to

No chance of parole…..guess I am sentenced to death on the mental block

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S. Logan