Apr 2020
Once windows, now bars.
Once doors, now gates.
Once media, now guards.
Once happy, now confused.
Once loved, now alone.
Once free, now trapped.
A prisoner in my own home.
Once doors, now gates.
Once media, now guards.
Once happy, now confused.
Once loved, now alone.
Once free, now trapped.
A prisoner in my own home.
Isolation Poem
