Locked In

Daniel Stintzing

Closed perspective, closed people

I do try to learn from my mistake

Maybe this is possible

Maybe not

Slowly moving masses of snow and

Really cold weather

Remains me why I once left this country

Now I am a prisoner here

This great gilded cage

Makes the choices rather

Limited

Debt

Guilt is such a precious thing

Kept and taken care of

Grown by those who need

Control over other

A high price to pay

A prison for the those

Who carries the mantle

Of shame

Volatile

My inner voices

Always tells me

The wrong thing

And here I am

Doing the same

Wrong things

All the time

The answer is

Always outside

Never inside

Inside is

Just a big mess

Lost life

I lost my life that day

When you told me

That you had taken

The decision that

Would change

Our life forever

Now I am just

A shadow

Eating, sleeping, walking

My life is just a shadow life

Meeting other shadows

No need to connect

When they pass by

Next to me on the streetSunset tree