My Prison

Beyond these walls what waits for me
but more heart ache that I can not bear
the boot of One that waits once more
to crush my soul beyond repair.

There is a rhythm to my motions
that drives me obediently each day
just moving through the words and serves
retreating within myself ... fading away.

These walls are my comfort, my friend, my strength
that enfold me within their comforting embrace
each night alone I fall within
and here it is where I see his face ...

GO! Leave me now and here to die
I can not, will not let you in
don't you know that I can not relent
the pain too great to try again.

These walls of my prison
bleed relentlessly around me
the wounded parts of my aching heart
hiding me closer so that none may see.

The collar, my guard that awakens me daily
prodding me to continue my deed
uncaring, unfeeling to the girl within
that withers down to just a mere seed.

There is no beauty within these walls
the flower that once bloomed is dead ...
and now all that remains in this prison of mine
is just a seed, forgotten instead.