The Confinement

There exist prisons that bear neither bars nor shackles, yet their grip is no less unyielding. The Confinement is not a tale of cells and iron locks, but of the unseen fetters that bind the soul-restraints fashioned by circumstance, by society, and oftentimes, by one's own hand. For not all captives dwell behind walls, and not all freedom is but the absence of chains.
There exist prisons that bear neither bars nor shackles, yet their grip is no less unyielding. The Confinement is not a tale of cells and iron locks, but of the unseen fetters that bind the soul-restraints fashioned by circumstance, by society, and oftentimes, by one's own hand. For not all captives dwell behind walls, and not all freedom is but the absence of chains.