My Mind

My mind My mind is a prison Overpopulated with remorse Incarcerated by images of sin My mind refuses rehabilitation It cowers in a concrete corner Face in hands; protesting parole My mind punishes me with guilt Terrorizing my thoughts A reoccurring rape of recidivism My mind is unforgiving It confiscates my hope Segregates my dreams in isolated darkness Allowing occasional one hour visits of promise. My mind is a complicated collage of convicting confessions Callously castrating my continuing calls for clemency My mind mocks mercy It Mimics moments of misery In a mental mirror Molesting my mild memories in a riot of regrets My mind wants no truce It gladly guards my goals behind gilded gates of grief Giving me a life sentence of worry My mind is a prison that I cannot escape Every night I am summoned from my dim-lit cell And violently beaten into submission Here, I repent I pray for a pardon And although the Almighty has given me a reprieve My mind assures me that death is my only release