In this captive cell i sleep,

My mind is not mine to keep.

Tortured by the deafly silence,

Hinding in a world of violence.

Trapped in lifes toughest jail,

My freedom i do hail.

Stuck behind strong steel bars,

Want to leave thoughts and scars.

Open fields i long to greet,

Grass and flowers between my feet.

My Comments From: Greeneyed_demon 24 Apr 2008, 2:14 pm  Ive  been  behind  those  bars  for 2 and ahalf years thought Id  go insane,then hope came thru kudos  another great one I can relate to-Greeny