An Open Prison
An Open Prison
There are no bars or barriers of confinement
no striped uniform or alarms which sound an escape
There is not even a building to enclose its prisoners
no chapel or exercise yard to be present to oneself and others
The Open Prison can be for a life time sentence
for the place of incarceration is in the mind
Deep inside the cerebral cavity the prisoner dwells
he is utterly alone, dejected and confused
No one cares to visit or befriend him
his crimes are well concealed from view
His indictment is self accusation and shame
he peers out on a world he cannot relate to
Dark desires and secret urges plague is soul
counselling bears no fruit or rehabilitation
He wants to confess all, to bare his soul
but he is hemned in by guilt and shame
He is afraid to make a confession
or sign a statement detailing his thoughts
His cell is in his innermost place
freedom is not an option or an escape
Condemned until the final judgement
when all will be exposed and revealed
Then the burden of guilt will be laid to rest
only then will another know his real pain
J.D. Bardo
Tue 21st Sep 2021 11:39
I often find myself in a similar place, securely locked tight in mental confinement, with the gates wide open. Its what I made, right?? I am locked down in my loneliness. Slowly suffering solo. This poem has inspired me to try and write again Keith, Thank-you. I might be back soon. Thank-you for this poem. J.D. Bardo.