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.