Prison
There's a prison within you
It guards your thoughts
And regulates your feelings
No hope in your heart
Outside its really different
Gloomy eyes will see light
Scent of despair is a forbearance
That allows a man to contemplate
On life and to conclude
That's this isn't fair
But breathe fresh air
And feel the silky grass
That prison within will crumble
And you shall be free
The valley of hope
Awaits you now cherish it
Copyright © Morgen Farmer | Year Posted 2016
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