My Version Of Prison Poem by Jay hmph
My Version Of Prison
I am shackled by my sins,
Caged into steel,
My walls are frigid and white.
Unspoken shouts fill the room,
On these hands and knees I pray,
In quest of God’s choice.
He is the only one who possesses the key,
That will lift me of my burdens,
And set me free.
But the demons guide the way through the shadows,
My only friends.
There are no apologies,
As I make my way to torture.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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