Tap. Tap. Tap.
Shoes. Clicking against the tiles.
Cling. Cling. Cling.
Keys. Jingling against each other.
Clink. Clink. Clink.
Cuffs. Clanking against the bars.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Water. Smacking against the floor.
Whack. Whack. Whack.
A whip. Lashing against my skin.
One more day to go.
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Black Endless Journeys
PoetryDisclaimer: Most of the poems I wrote. Others are poems that were written by other people whom I related to with their words. These are just my thoughts and feelings. No need to worry, I am okay.
