Walls-
Four walls and a window
Claustrophobic containment
Now merely my world
My four white walls
The world of reality, love and dreams
A figment of my imagination
My life engulfed in flames
Fire of hate and abolishment of emancipation
Leaving me chained and locked away
As plain as a prison could be
Are my four PRECIOUS walls
Wounds inflicted upon me
Mentally, emotionally, physically
Awaiting the pivotal final movement
From which my fight begins
Retaliation is all that they shall receive
The love in my heart is dead
The more you'll hate
The more I'll fight
You remain inane to my existence
My thoughts, feelings and troubles
Yet your cynical thoughts
Catonate me throughout
Restrict my life
To four walls and a window
But victory will most certainly be mine
