The Pink Prison
Theres this crushing
Crippling fear of
The unknown
Of the inevitable
It makes me stand still
It keeps me complacent
When will I break free
When will I evolve and grow
I'm trapped in a hell
A very personal hell
One I built for myself
One I built with my mind
The mind is a strong chamber
I feel as though I'm shackled for eternity
I'm in a pink prison
Soft pink matter surrounds me
It drives me insane
Its a container I cannot escape
I weep I cry I plead
For this life sentence to be over
This prison in my mind
Cannot hold me forever
I yearn for the day I'm finally released
To be set free and experience life
To experience life through a clear lens
Not more pink haze
Just clear sunny days
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My Collection of Poetry
PoetryThis is a mini collection of my poetry. I love writing in general. So, last year I began writing poetry. The very first poem in the collection is what began my poetry journey. I also write essays and have journal entries as well. I plan to put more...
