These bars so solid
As I lay awake
I cannot move
I start to shake
I wonder what
Did I ever do?
Who I hurt?
I have no clue
Bound in chains
To never leave
Held in solitude
Just to please
Weak and malnourished
Hardley fed
Eaten by bed bugs
This sorry bed
As light shines in
My capture arrives
I wish they would kill me
This life so deprived
But they just look at me
No pity or shame
What’s on their mind?
What is their game?
I used to have a soul
Its spirit just left
It pitied me
Thought it would be best
It’s a beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing and following me.
LikeLiked by 1 person
No worries, thanks for commenting
LikeLike
Such a sad but beautiful poem, Phil. I felt every word of this. Thank you for sharing it. Take care of yourself.
LikeLiked by 1 person