Prisoner

 I’m lock in these 4 walls, where light can’t pass no more. Food doesn’t taste the same at all. The showers are dry and cold. I have no friends anymore, I’m left standing alone. At times I cry myself to sleep, but it seems nobody tries looking for me. I can’t stand this place no more, thoughts come to play, I’m safe on my  own game, but I’m tired of pretending is ok. There’s no choice for me in the end, this is how my life suppose to be anyway. This is my punishment for choosing this way, a prisoner destined to be till the very end.  

Author's Note

i'm open to all types of critics, honesty is the best!