Prison

Prison

A Poem by Fat

Like a child behind steel bars,
a young man is seated in a room.

The only thing standing between him
and the rest of the world, is a window.    
 

But seemingly, he has grown displeased of the world.

He lacks interest
in its twists and turns. Alone.
Trapped between his four white walls,
he seems peaceful. Though, at the same time...
he stares out the window with such will.

One would mistake him for a man
who craves to interact with his own kind,
aching for the feeling of the epic sun
burning through his flawed skin.

He fears that the ferocity of jealous eyes
will chase his sanity away.

© 2009 Fat


Author's Note

Fat
Be cruel.

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Ben
Very good. Makes me feel a bit sad. Poor kid. Keep it up!

Posted 12 Years Ago


I really like this. It's strong, but melancholy. Very interesting read. Great job!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Just Plain Me - Thank you! :) I think the better question is, why wouldn't you be cruel? ;)

Viju - You nailed it. Although the insecurity and social awkwardness is more due to a mental condition than a physical one. Oh, and thanks. :)

Mariposa Una Lila - Thanks a lot!

Vitamin A - I'm glad you enjoyed it! ... Gotta fix that typo :P

Posted 12 Years Ago


I really enjoy the way you compare life in prison to the real world. You seem to capture the despair quite well.

Typo: second line from bottom: jealous

Posted 12 Years Ago


well, that is just lovely! very nice flow to the poem...give your self a pat on the back ! x0x0x0x00x

Posted 12 Years Ago


The contradictory feelings are neatly captured. Insecurity and social awkwardness due to a physical condition but the desire to contact and a forced loneliness? Is that what the poem means?
The third person narrative being merely observing and offering sympathy, is cruel, I think.

Posted 12 Years Ago


this is amazing...why would i be cruel? its truly amazing

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina



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