Thursday, June 26, 2025

Threads: Echoes From The Cell

 

Until I'm fully awake, I'm back inside.

I fear to close my eyes.


The close calls, the gang fights, the guard I fantasied having a contract put out on, come roaring back with a vengeance.

I am untouched and untouchable. That's a prison too.
Sometimes a mystery woman in silhouette tells me from a doorway she doesn't want me to die. She always keeps her distance.

I had to constantly lie, to pretend I was OK when I wasn't. I'm out but still don't feel safe. Help!


Will I ever actually be free?
 

 

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