Life is a prison

[Solivagus]

Life is a prison,

Oh God let me out.

No one to listen,

To hear when you shout.

 

Climb the walls of insanity,

Ride the waves of despair.

If you fall it don't matter,

There's no one to care.

 

Used to wish for a window,

To see birds, trees and sky,

But you're better without one -

Stops you aiming too high.

 

Watching freedom is painful,

For those locked away.

Seeing joy, love and happiness,

Another price that you pay.

 

Strong is good, weak is bad.

Be it false, be it true.

Your mind makes the choice,

And enforces it too.

 

Cell walls built by society,

With rules to adhere.

If you breach the acceptable,

You had better beware.

 

Hide the pain, carry on,

Routine is the key.

Don't let on that you're not,

What you're pretending to be.

 

Lock it all up inside you,

How badly that bodes.

Look out for that one day,

When it all just explodes.

 

Leaving naught but a shell,

Base functionality too.

But killing all else,

That was uniquely you.

 

So how do you grow,

With a timebomb inside?

Or how to defuse it,

Without destroying its ride?

 

You can't.

[mistral4543]

I like this poem It speaks simply and you can imagine just about any man on the street being able to identify with the thoughts and emotions of the narrator.

[Ethics Gradient]

I enjoyed it too Like mistral said, it's easy to relate to the feelings in this poem. Looking at people around you, feeling like you don't really belong - I guess we can all feel a bit like that sometimes.

[Solivagus]

Sometimes? I feel it every day. The day I stop feeling like that is the day I die.

[Rahsash Geldich]

Your imagery is astounding, and the play on words allows enough subtleties to allow the piece to conform to each reader while never losing the point of the poem. Beautiful in a dreary way. Sometimes in our eternal search for happiness, we look too hard in some places to see the obvious ones.

 

Lovely work!