#Poetry:”Prison” (My Island)

I’m like in prison

a recluse,

without the possibility of

redeem himself.

Without possibility

To prove

That he was wrong

And he wants to fix it.

Like a prisoner,

I am punished,

excluded and isolated,

they put me

in a secluded place,

and abandoned.

I was put here,

too late to put up

things right.


Yet they give me,

because I would love to do it.

Going against fate,

against the future.

That time when

I could not

To accomplish these things I desire.

And I don’t know whether to wish to escape,

or wait for the end of my sentence.

However, it’s not that bad

This prison.

Not that you love her,

but it could have been worse.

It is also right to isolate yourself from time to time.

And this perhaps

It is my island.

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