Trapped Freedom

Trapped in a room with no windows The sunlight is too bright

First and Last

Haunted eyes look calculating As they plot their gruesome deeds

Itching eyes Burn as I blink

Mocking, insulting Pride is tattered

Believe me, and be deceived Trust me, and I'll lie

Poison pen, biting tongue Caged in rage

Mourning dove lost in the hearth Died warmly in another's arms

Hall of mirrors Marble hands reach out

Ash to ash Dust to dust

The worst thoughts are those you cannot escape