my psychological prison

encapsulated between four walls
in a prison of the mind -
there's a whole world outside
and in another land
which is foreign to me

the door is kept locked
but i have the key

encapsulated between four walls
in a prison of the mind -
there's a whole world outside
and in another land
which is foreign to me

i have the key,
even though the door is locked
and rusty, can barely move;
i can escape this prison
which i have constructed through time
with doubts and apprehensions
i can escape this prison

and in the end,
nothing is real
except those things
we make real through our actions

7/12/15



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Written on 2015-08-09 at 09:34

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I can relate to this because my OCD has a tendency to keep me indoors. Although I fight it as much as I can. I think people do not understand disorders of the mind and how much we struggle. Sometimes the prison is like Alcatraz.
2015-08-15


shells
I agree with the others, though although you have the key, it's not easy to turn it in the lock, but I know it can be done.
2015-08-10



Agree with ken on this. The clue is...you have the key.
2015-08-09


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Some build walls - hang a heavy cell door - BUT - the wall's - and cell door - are but in the mind - just vanish them - walk on
Ken D
2015-08-09