Prison Trauma

In an exercise of Psychopathology Students are told To find A safe place And to go in My home, your room In the forest Under a tree A hidden cave Quickly went out My mind Crippled and entered Stayed there Never ever again Expected Older and rumbly White washed patches Dirty big walls Three sides secured me The heavy iron door Kept me watched And locked by the big key I was safe and slept Shadows of inmates Shaded in and out I was called To come slowly Out of the place Stepped to the door Was not opened The jailor or the guard Was not near by I was called Come to the present And to open my eyes From closed of my eyes Tears fell out Hid it I in Opened my eyes Incredible sight Mind in the cell Broke the heart Why did the mind Go there for a safe To escape from the death That was the place It was not my choice Time gave the prize Darken days and nights Prolonged the life of death Once in away Flash back to the past I am not allowed To forget my pass Udaya R. Tennakoon