You wear your smile like a shroud,
the mystery hides deep within...
A worried rain in gravid cloud,
threatens to burst and spill your sin...
Within your soul a shadow crawls,
intent on overtaking you...
You howl as you climb the walls,
no exit from your self made cell...
You've left behind all hallowed halls,
your sentence is a living hell.
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Author Notes
So many things isolate us in society. Addiction? Anger? Depression? No matter what prison our souls are locked in there is always a door, a key....
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