White Walls

Freedom, freedom at last

No more am I held captive,

My joy shackled by the burdens of this place.

Home – peace, serenity, normality.

I am myself, nothing more, nothing less.

Burdens lift, childhood fantasies re-birthed –

Like tree blossoms in the warm spring air.

I am free – for now.

The new light beats back the creeping darkness,

My mind is preoccupied with the day's activities.

Do not think, but do with exuberance –

The clock ticks away the last of my sanity.

I am drowned in shadow of the sky.

As I lay my barriers decay and crumble –

My resolve weans; the parasite awakens.

End me now dear fiend, for your torture kills me so.

Persistence, for I am not alone;

Or am I? - my fiend whispers

The brain-fog clouds my thoughts,

The path is unclear.

Hold on; resolve,

But the consciences conflict.

Reason, side with the victor –

For he will be your fate.