Exploration of The MIND

A journey of discovery

Confinement

bedroom-door

I sit alone in my room
A solitude of confinement
Yet my haven from all the outside mess.
Predators knocking at my door
Waiting to consume me off my sanity.

I sit alone in my room
A solitude of confinement
My hiding place from the hell
that awaits me
The hell that continuously beats at my door

Running i can’t do no more
So here I’ll hide safe behind my door
Untill courage
prevails trepidation
And no longer will the door be my shield
But the key to my freedom

But for now i’ll continue to sit alone in my room
My solitude of confinement
My haven from all the outside mess.

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March 1, 2009 - Posted by | poetry | , ,

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