Prison of Fear
By Hawk O’Brian
I am trapped….
My hands are bound,
locked in a darkened room,
with no way to the outside.
It feels so cold.
Like any warmth was pulled away,
taken from me for crimes I didn’t do.
I want to act,
to do something
to somehow free myself.
But I cannot act,
I cannot help,
and I can’t even hear the reason why I am here.
The walls of my cage,
bare down on me, closing me off,
as I sit, scared of what will happen.
Stuck in a prison of fear,
as my heart is burdened
with an unknown future.
I want to know why,
what was so bad?
that I am forced to be here, alone.
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