Solitude of a Tormented Soul
Here I sit alone; confined to my prison cell
Locked away from the world it is a living hell
I know I should be punished for taking someone's life
I should have forgiven the man who stole my wife
Now I have time to sit and ponder my crime
Total isolation, my life devoid of sunshine
Wish I could turn the clock back to that fateful day
The events of that night are on constant action replay
Now I’m just a pathetic soul
Life is on hold I am no longer whole
Devoid of human contact, only the prison warder
Not allowed visitors even my beloved daughter
No one is here to see the silent tears I cry
Day after day confined, my life is slipping by
Tormented by realisation of my wasted life
Oh to turn the clock back and forgive my cheating wife
08~07~14
Written for Solitude Contest Sponsored By Scott Thirtyseven
~Awarded 15th place~
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2014
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