Prison Poem by Hope Wallin
Prison
I can't stand the pain.
I scream, can't take the silence.
With nothing else to do,
I decorate my prison walls.
Soon, they're covered with
Pictures, drawings.
One name is everywhere and nowhere.
I know him well,
But cannot convince myself to write his name.
But every time I look
At my prison walls,
I see his name, his face,
All the memories.
My prison of tears.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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4/28/2024 7:58:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Another well written poem..thats how i feel..XD10++