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Jan 16, 2026
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Prisoner of hope!
Shadowed skies,
with the portent of rain.
I have nothing to lose,
and less to gain!
I have nowhere to go,
and nothing to say.
Words on a paper
are vented and gray.
They tell of
my anguish,
my grief and
my pain.
When I was,
much younger,
Things became
so insane!
I entered the chaos,
with only a code name.
That name was Leslie,
I was handed to the state.
In time I understood
that I'd never be sane.
They gave me medications,
which helped me maintain.
I never dreamed,
things would end up this way.
In all of my wanderings,
I've managed to stay straight.
In an unhappy sort,
of meandering, comical way.
You never know which way to turn
when you're caught in the fray.
The people that I've turned to,
have all turned away.
Existing is all that is left
of the day!
About This Poem
Last Few Words: I'm not looking for a critique, but I would like to say, we are all prisoners in some sort or way. If you look back too deeply, you'll fall to dismay. So make your best effort to stay in the game. There are reasons to quit, but they're not the right way. You walk on a fulcrum and your steps must be straight. When you arrive at the end,you'll walk out of the haze. A heaven or hell as you choose will await. It's a choice that you make.
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: Please use care (this is a sensitive subject for me, do not critique harshly)
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Rita
3 months ago
Prisoner of hope
I enjoyed the poem. I like its rhythm. I kind of thought of addiction or depression as I read it. We all exist