The Prisoner

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The prisoner
The warden
The mess hall
The bed quarters
The inmates
The cells

Me
You
Your food
My room
Nobody
Your house

I am locked up
I can't get out
Your keeping me here
I have no say
In anything at all
I have no life
When I'm around you

You think I am fine
Just over reacting
But what is it when
You feel like a prisoner in a jail cell
What do I do to earn my way out
Time goes by
Tick tick tick tick
The sun goes down and rises again
I stay here
When will I leave

Next Monday I'm free
Give it two weeks
Then I am back here
Being a prisoner
You and her being the warden

When will I be able to not be ashamed
I am ashamed to call you my father
I am ashamed to be part of your family
I am ashamed to be part of you
I am ashamed of being me

Is that what you want
Me to be ashamed of myself
Its because of you that I am
You call me fat
You call me lazy
You call me a freak
But worse of all
You call me the one person that matters the most to you
Not your wife
Or the child you live with

But me
The one you call names
The one you barely raised
The one you left for months
The one you treat like shit
The one who looked up to you
The one who now hates a lot
The one who hates you

So lock me up in this prison
Lock me in this cell
You can be the warden
But I will always tell
One day
I might get away
But for now I write everything down
You never know
You'll never know
I'll never let you see
I'll never let you in
You say I hide my emotions
But I only hide them from you

I am an open book
For those who want to read

I'm ready now to go
To the prison I always do
Same place
Same room
Same warden
Same people
Same every little thing
Same way you break me
Without even knowing
Without even caring
Without me anymore

You are no longer a part
Of this torn up heart
I wish you were no longer apart of me
That can't happen unfortunately

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