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A Prison of My Own

Poetry By: Yusufalam

About a man living in the prison of his mind. He wants to break free, but he's stuck in it for a lifetime.

Submitted:Jul 8, 2011    Reads: 173    Comments: 18    Likes: 11   

Enslaved like a prisoner by the barriers of my mind
Living beneath these walls, I cannot breathe
My soul, begs to be free
Free from all the hollowness, the suffocation and the grief
My heart, aches for reasons I know not
So cold, I hardly feel anything
My thoughts, couldn't be any darker than this
The silent screams, I keep hearing them
My scars, still fresh on my wrist
A constant reminder that the past is real
My memory, a series of blurred images
There is just no line between the thorns and the roses
My mind, so lost
I don't even remember, how long I have been living like this.
I try to run, but can never escape
My prison, I am in it for a lifetime


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