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Solitary Confinement
I’ve been stuffed into cages before,
But nothing’s lasted too long.
I’ve seen many storms,
But none have been so strong.
I’ve been cold,
But I’ve never shivered so much.
I’ve been told,
That there’s no such thing as luck.
But now, I sit on this concrete floor,
Listening to the other prisoners’ song.
And in the shadows, I see the darkness distort
The forms of men.
I see demons where they don’t belong!
I’ve been forgotten so long, I’ve begun to mold,
And I hold onto what’s left of me.
Bars and concrete walls
Confine me to my dread-filled head;
I cannot escape.
And how I believe in luck now!
I’ve been left alone before,
But it was never wrong.
I’ve been lonely
Every once in a while,
But it never lasted.
But, now sadness fills me.
My only friends now,
Are the fleas that live
In my sodden blanket,
And the tormenting laughs
Of the prison guards.
Bars and concrete walls
Confine me to my dread-filled head;
I cannot escape.
And how I believe in luck now!
Yea,
I shiver like an epileptic.
The cold pierces my veins
And I bleed out, slowly.
My every capillary empties
Or freezes solid and inflexible.
My body is stiffening.
My eyes are clouding.
Can you not hear my irregular breath?
Lord!
I decree that I see the Holy Light now!
Have they opened the rusty door
That keeps me confined in this revolting cell?
How I believe in luck now!
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