Monday, 25 April 2016


If you could describe it
What words would you choose?
How would you describe it?
Some say it looks like this
Others say it looks like that
I hear them talk
I hear them talk about the weather
They say its beautiful
Some say they need an umbrella
Others wish to run around naked
But truly
I have forgotten what it looks like
The price of the sentence
These concrete walls have stolen my joy
Im trapped in a room with a little window
The window is far too high
All I see isa little light
And then total darkness
I miss the feel of rain against my skin
I miss walking on the beach and feeling the sand beneath my feet
I miss looking at pretty flowers
I miss watching the birds sing so sweetly
I miss nature
I miss real life
Not this!
This room of deep dolor robs me of the beauty of the day
Its been too long
My back hurts
Memories hunt me
The guards dont speak to me
All they do is pass me food through a hole
A silly hole in the door
What am I? A rat?!
Sanity is something I miss!
A better life is something I long for!
This is too much to bear!
I need you to describe it!
Come closer to the door
Tell me what it looks like
Describe the day to me
Please describe it!

By Sylvia Chika
© 2016 Sylvia Chika
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