Prisoner to my thoughts
The what ifs and the what if nots
Behind bars with only partial vision
The little rest while lying on hard cots
The free fall atop fluffy pillows
Rise and fall of the highs,
The lows swept up on shore
Laughing joy followed by deep sighs
Inspired by your words
The actions you take
Muddle the feelings
The result a huge ache
The longing for a joy once had
Reminiscent of the faith in the path
The loyalty and the royalty
Fight the battle with a loving wrath
