Prisoner in my own body
Rapping against the bars of my bones
Peeking between my ribs
Trying to find a will to live

Receiving nourishment
Morning, noon, and night
Minimal amount of communication

In permanent solitude
Isolated from the outside world
My organs are my only friends
In this flesh-encased prison

Physically dying as the years go by
Mentally dead inside
Unable to form full thoughts
Unable to create a dream

Mind never wandering from the truth
Constantly focused on liberty
Willing to die for freedom from myself
Always trying to escape this hell