The Cell

By Pocket516 •
The lights
The floor
The ceiling
A door
My door
A cell
My feeling
A hell
A life
Enjoyed
My life
Destroyed
Helpless
Hopeless
My room
Ropeless
What's simple?
What's quick?
What's selfish?
What's sick?
I sit
I cry
I sit
I try
To think
To blink
Blink....
Blink....
again
and again
Tears can't win bliss
Clinch a fist
What will i miss?
Stuck within this....
This life
This cell
This life
My hell
This life
I created
This life
I degraded
This choice
My fail
This choice
My jail