21 September 2016

the only home i know

I look out into the world from the confines of my own mind feeling lonesome and concerned for society. I watch the vehicles pass by and wonder if they see the world as I do. The voice deep inside tells of pain and misery but the image draws a different story. It suggests a happier place in which I can roam and be free to live with others in harmony and peace. I try and leave, try and reach the outside but the bars that surround me keep me secure. Then the nurse destroys my fantasy and I must become numb once more with the medication I must take.


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