The Bars Poem by Jeremy Franklin

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I can't see the bars
I'm supposed to be handling

There are no wardens
To stop the gambling

Nothing but purified moments of insanity

And

Filterd faces of misfortune and profanity

And

Disturbence of black clouds hanging over me
And never-ending thoughts of where I should be

I can't see the bars
That are keeping me here

I can't see the bars
That don't want me to dissapear

And

Though their profiles are only a glimpse,
It's enough for summing the imps

Though the bars keep me hidden,
It doesn't hide me from what is god-forbidden

And