The Escape

I live everyday in a prison cell - trapped
I rattle the bars, but no one can hear
How long can I stay - here?
My thoughts never leaving my mind
Like messages intercepted by strict guards
They're left behind to rot.
I've found that when I speak
My voice squeaks - soft, childish sounds
Thoughts flow without control
So I slam the door shut 
Swallow the key
I'll be content in this jail 
With thoughts for company.
All alone with my mind
I grow disillusioned 
In my confusion
One thought consumes
The search for freedom.
I wail and shriek with such fury
That the Jailer comes
Placing pen in my hand
His one command - Write!
And my cries intensify
I'll never escape!
I put pen to paper
Hopeless, longing
A few thoughts fly free
Breaking off, releasing me
And I find that when I write
I speak in whatever voice I choose
My thoughts orderly diffuse
Touching pen to paper
I am Master 
I own my own mind.
And inside - finally free
Released from incarceration
The chains relax - I breathe.
With pen to paper
For a few moments, just a precious few
I roam the playground of consciousness
Exploring, searching,
Finally autonomous - I just am.
With pen to paper
I am most me.
I have the freedom to be - 
Who I am - 
Minus filters and lies.
With pen to paper
The words course through my blood
Surging, overtaking
Beating out their song of freedom
Until we are one.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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July 3, 2016 at 12:35 AM
NICE TO SEE THIS ONE AGAIN, MACKENZIE..SKAT
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May 13, 2015 at 12:14 PM
Mackenzie, A nice warm WELCOME to poetry soup. I hope you have fun with this wonderful community. You'll find many friendly poets who are ready to support and give positive feedback. I will enjoy following you and your poetry when you are ready :) We are Lucky To Have you. Enjoy Poetry Soup:) Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@"
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May 12, 2015 at 2:15 PM
- A new "poet" at the P- Soup :) - I welcome you with your first very well written poem, Mackenzie :) - I hope you will find much pleasure to share your words and thoughts here with us - Best of luck! - // Anne-Lise :)
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May 12, 2015 at 2:00 PM
BY THE WAY MCKENZIE. Thank you for sharing, Stopping by with a nice, sweet Welcome to Poetry Soup. I will get much delight in reading and in time become familiar with your verse. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :-) Please drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs* SKAT
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May 12, 2015 at 12:44 PM
i think the worst entrapment is of oneself a mind can be a dangerous thing to be alone with... enjoyed this one:)~luv skat~
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May 12, 2015 at 9:14 AM
This poetry to me has depth never dreamed of....thank you
Hamilton Avatar
May 12, 2015 at 6:57 AM
hi Mackenzie what a fantastic pen so full of feeling it screams to be released I look forward to reading more poems from your pen A big warm welcome to Soup hugs and rate this a 7
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