(Escape) the Inescapable

And I am locked up in a place

where no one else has the right

to be. I’ve written so much,

my walls are empty. I dreamt of dreams

where nightmares are insect bites.

I’ve done things to get other things

off my mind. I have escaped

from the reality I once thronged.

And I’ve seen people virtually invisible

as I am. But we are locked up in our own cells

away from each of our identity.

Although we all share one thought…

hiding another helpless malaise soul

from this world.