Mental Cage
After the phones retire-
The guards will begin to conspire.
Paranoia’s bliss.
Is replaced by my first night’s kiss.
And the howling that used to be kept at bay-
Circulates these evil halls as night follows day.
I am now too tired to flail.
I refuse to scream for help, for they will keep me longer in this jail.
But once I am free, this place I will grieve.
Even though they are the ones who deceive.
Take my possessions- all except hope!
The first glistening I’d felt, like water that finds soap-
Is now glaring through the fog of the past.
All those years of wishes being cast…
I shall cry to all those years of lost freedom.
I never thought that in this cage would be my least lonesome.
To everyone in here who wants to follow-
There is more in this life, than this depression that is hollow!
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2022
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