Living My Prison Sentence


New day, same familiar jail cell.

Imprisoned by the unpredictable warden, named emotion.

Sharing a cell with the Angel of Death, falsely identifying as my thoughts.

Forced to surrender to its co-conspirator, the one i call, regret.

Subjected to the harmful camaraderie between the two.

Both visiting from their home, the land of my self-consciousness

Branded by my afflictions.

Suffocated by all of the words I leave unspoken.

Mocked by the despondent soundtrack that vibrates through the prison walls.

Antagonized by the deafening pitches of shame, born from the lyrics of my testimony.

  • Author: Katie Kindle (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 26th, 2023 14:37
  • Comment from author about the poem: My life in its rawest form. I hope these words can reach another who, too, feels imprisoned by their own self.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 6
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