Misery

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Trapped by the iron bars of misery that encase her
Confining her to the solitude, alone
and accompanied by the thousand swirling thoughts
That tangle around her, covering her eyes
Shielding her, she is blind
Living only the skeleton of a life

Impatient and frustrated
and helpless
Diana cries out to her friend
Pleading in her despair
The words echo off the walls of this prison cell
Slip through the iron bars that encase her

She slips through the slivers in the pavement
Merely an apparition of herself
The torn and frayed
smudged and blurred
outline of herself

The way she drifts, wisped by the breaths of everyday people
curling and caving like smoke
Trailed by a fog so thick
She slips away
slowly, escaping the iron bars that encase her





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