Locked

LOCKED

 

My head is full

I sit here tight

There is only nothing

There is nothing I can fight

Not even myself

I am alone

I sit here prone

I am always watched

I cannot change

I must bear what I wrought

I cannot change

This is not what I sought

I cannot change

I simply cannot

Am I truly alone

In my state of mind

My time of silence has been so long

As I sit here I sit confined

I have been all along

My enemy in my mind

 

JmaC

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