Jailed in my own mind,
Scared to walk forth,
Handcuffed by my own thoughts,
I'm sentenced to infuriation.
...
I have memorized you
like a prayer whispered in a burning room.
You are the ache in my marrow,
the silver thread stitched
...
A single tear slid down my cheek,
clocked in for work, said, "Back next week."
It packed its bags, tiny suitcase, tiny socks
and whispered, "Buddy… life's a lot."
...
Jailed
Jailed in my own mind,
Scared to walk forth,
Handcuffed by my own thoughts,
I'm sentenced to infuriation.
It was this same day I killed my own happiness,
I was cold inside,
I burned with great rage,
Quenching for space but the pace and speed denied me chance.
Now in a death row,
Being sentenced to murder of my own emotions,
Looking around in my chamber,
Here I am confidentially waiting to be executed,
I already made my wish,
Hope I will conquer this inevitable death
You don't have to figure it all at once, give yourself some grace.
Stars can't shine without darkness..