The Cell

 

These bars confine and constrain

A cage of my own design

Built of illusions, wishes

A picture of a life dreamed

 

Chapters read, misread

My compass deflected

The map outdated, no one spoke

Signposts faded and fallen

 

Life larger than this cell

Expanding, awareness awakening

Testing these feeble boundaries

Self imposed, self removed

 

(Stoic)

 

 

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