Free

Within the rigid broken walls,

I am a prisoner of loneliness,

with out noticed she clamp my soul,

attached me to the broken walls,

all the time hearing pain and discomfort,

my wrist swollen and tearing apart,

as a lonely puppet with no master dangling above,

the noise of watery forms dripping from the cracks,

stench of humidity,

rust taking over the paint on the walls,

begins to take over my flesh,

termites and critters creating homes

what my eye sight can only see,  

wall cracks open wide,

my face receives a light,

can feel the breeze,

can sense relief,

see paradise within the 10 inch in diameter gap,

see the warm sun,

beyond my early struggles

that only scared my wrist and drain my energy,

now chains with no struggle are unlocked,

I decent,

body weak I hug the floor,

only form to greet me are the critters,

yet the primary actions began,

I am release, I am free

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