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The Prisoner

Date Written: September 27, 2017

The Prisoner©

It feels like I am encased by these four walls

Any direction I look I see darkness

There is that constant chatter of voices

Within the solitude of that small space is a growing fear

My eyes scan from left to right as if I were
a canary in a cage

Senses are heightened as I seek out anything or anybody
that may wish harm to me

It is as if I can smell trouble

Yet every once in a while I allow myself to venture out

During those rare moments I sense what it is like
to be free again

To feel calmness, completeness, wholeness

That is until I close the doors to my mind yet again

Andreas Simic©

2 comments on “The Prisoner”

  1. Joeys Wonder Girl     September 27, 2017

    Wow, amazing poem !! 🙂

  2. Andreas Simic     October 17, 2017

    Thank you for the compliment

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