Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Solitary Confinement Poem

photo by eigrieves on DeviantART

Ghastly company-- I am to me
Solitary soul of gloom
Beating pulse flows through my veins.
Alone, yet, with the red blood moon.

Sensations approaching the cell door,
Creeping, silently upon the floor,
Dread and terror race to my brain,
Man-made walls make me insane.

Oh, forgive my wretched past,
Hope to drink from Grace’s glass,
Grinding metal grates the cage,
I can’t escape my judgment's page.

Read the Word He gave to me,
It's the only way for me to see,
Passed these wall that capture me,
To the horizon of tomorrows' seas.

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