Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Jailed


Today as I waited to cross the road, the prison van passed by.
People with hopes and dreams, people with skin and blood.

Their lives on hold … their bodies behind bars…

Physically imprisoned.

Today I looked in the mirror hoping that finally my reflection would smile back.
A person with hopes and dreams, skin and blood.

My life on hold… my heart behind bars…

Emotionally imprisoned.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Striking word imagery! I can almost picture matching black n white fotos to go along with the two descriptions.

-Xena-

Riverwolf, said...

Quite compelling....

Anonymous said...

Awesome as ever DD. We are generally far more imprisoned by ourselves and our issues than by any other threat and you state it so very well!

desert demons said...

Yep, Xena images are often far more powerful !

Hey Wolf :) - its been a while, comeplling as only heart tales can b.

Anon - when they said 'the truth shall set you free' we forgot it included from ourselves as well :)

Anonymous said...

WE are all prisoners behind bars or not, choices we make and choices we take decide decide the size of your sentence

robg said...

yes we are all prisoners of our own desires... and it's definitely futile to try to push bars apart by force

desert demons said...

well anon - in that case we also have the ability to take the choices and make the decisions that don't leave us feeling imprisoned no?

I agree Rob, the beauty part is that often those desires are attainable without bending bars :)