I'm in this place a prison
of homely comforts,
that
cut upon the wrists
of
my sanity.
I used to see the walls as collages
of happier times.
Now I just put lines of
I I I I I I the seventh
is my reality that I'll just start
a new one.
They look like I, I need, I want
but never getting past the I...
As I know I'm in here for the sentence
of security and life.
But,
why do I have to do it in solitary confinement,
I'm so lonely...
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 4:34 PM UTC
I'm in this place a prison
of homely comforts,
that
cut upon the wrists
of
my sanity.
I used to see the walls as collages
of happier times.
Now I just put lines of
I I I I I I the seventh
is my reality that I'll just start
a new one.
They look like I, I need, I want
but never getting past the I...
As I know I'm in here for the sentence
of security and life.
But,
why do I have to do it in solitary confinement,
I'm so lonely...
