Poetry A-Z

I think the title's fairly self-explanatory


10. Jail


im imprisoned by my own thoughts
locked inside my head,
chained inside of me as if
the world isn't ready to hear them -
or maybe im not ready to share them -
and my hands are gripping at the bars
pleading for my freedom because
how do i pay my price if i don't even
know the crime?
how do you think over your actions
if you can't even make the action 
at all?
it's as if i need to 
'do my time' before i can
open up to the world,
prove my thoughts are
worthy enough before they can be
but sometimes i wish i wasn't
knotted inside of myself,
forced into silence and
sometimes i wish i could simply just


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