Mindfully Encaged
From the vines of a broken family I arose.
Too much time on my hands.
The smell of revenge on my clothes.
The friends I once counted abundantly,
Turned to foes.
And the shallow sense
Of emptiness confronted me.
A hallway of temptation lay
Right in front of me.
Each room to portray a blurry memory
That still haunted me.
Locked away deep inside my mind.
Dreaming of my daughter or son-to-be.
Imagining the day - my old friends,
Would come back and run with me.
My relationship with reality ended
Suddenly.
The gap between me and myself became
Too large to wedge.
Although vibrant in flesh,
I was emotionally dead.
Wrote off, and soulfully misled..
Into a black market lifestyle where only cheaters
Get ahead.
And anyone who was anybody, fled.
This is my world- living inside my head.
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