Imagine the prison cell
a room of cement and metal.
Laying on the cement benches,
comfort is not an option.
Cold stainless steel toilets in the corner
privacy is against the rules..
Now wonder to yourself,
if you will ever see the light of day again.
The plasticity of your mind forms to the brutal environment.
The food is awful
but you eat it all and want more.
Your new companions are others who are psychologically impaired from this situation of damnations.
Learn to meditate, learn to swim,
learn to look deeper within.
Until here in the forest finally free
and there's no more fear of what shall be!
Oct 29, 2024
Oct 29, 2024 at 9:31 AM UTC
Imagine the prison cell
a room of cement and metal.
Laying on the cement benches,
comfort is not an option.
Cold stainless steel toilets in the corner
privacy is against the rules..
Now wonder to yourself,
if you will ever see the light of day again.
The plasticity of your mind forms to the brutal environment.
The food is awful
but you eat it all and want more.
Your new companions are others who are psychologically impaired from this situation of damnations.
Learn to meditate, learn to swim,
learn to look deeper within.
Until here in the forest finally free
and there's no more fear of what shall be!
Traveler Tim
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