Beyond the Prison Door
I try to explain-
I try to acknowledge-
As my voice approaches.
They say it encroaches.
Let me be courageous and tell you all about it.
Do not listen to the pity in their stories about me.
Listen to my story of how I not only escaped-
But also thrived.
As I learned to carve freedom for myself.
Even after being corrupted in mind and spirit.
It makes me sad.
I know my punishment was inevitable.
But it was also unnecessary.
But I can shake it all off.
Because that is a broken reality that I was able to abandon.
But when they all abandon me…
Sigh.
Another one.
Another person I haven’t seen in a very long time.
To who I am tempted to explain my disappearance.
To acknowledge my strange presence.
But of course I stay quiet in the end.
As not to go against anyone’s sensibilities.
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