Wind
called me the night waiting for my arrival
try to silence the cell walls
smother my senses and live
dying locked.
The gray-colored walls stained
sounds of joy lost
jostle each
imprison me lead me
drag me and I am empty.
anxiety and despair
are my companions
unrest makes me easy prey
sleep here
hope here in this jail
the past
imprison me lead me
drag me and only
belong to nothing.
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