No Bars. No walls.
Just yellow lines
keep me in.
It will be four months
and seventeen days before
I cross them to freedom again.
Locked in by my own mind
knowing it holds the key.
You can survive this.
Outlast the jailor.
Stay within the lines
of Caesor.
At peace with the
judgment of God.
Walk free again without
walking to soon.
Understanding,
man makes
his own rules
and calls it
Justice.
Author notes
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A contest entry
- Woman in a motel by AJ Morelli.
2000 points, ended May 27, 2008, 22 entries
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an intense and personal piece...
thank you so much for entering it here
al -
What a slice of utter truth. Best of luck!!!
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