Inexplicable Escapes

The body holds the spirit prisoner
It constantly strives to escape
But cannot get free on its own
Only we can set it free
Through our bodies, actions, words
Spirit’s desire flows through the occasional thought
Begging for its release into the air
I sit in solace holding my spirit prisoner
But my hands and lips tremble in anticipation
Red tape of society keeping me from speech
Words of the spirit catch fire
But are extinguished behind closed lips
Lying awake in the darkness of night
My spirit and I the only characters
The spirit will eventually win the battle
As words will continue to gradually flow
From my mind to the pages before me