Treasure Island

David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Grey Walls

A prison can be lonely
with just four plain grey walls,
yet at times we all feel that way.
Trapped away from the world
we feel isolated
for some reason or another
with no escape
from the walls that surround us.
Our prison may not have bars,
but we still feel trapped within its grey walls,
hoping all the time
someone will pass by and set us free.

20 July 2013

Submitted: Thursday, July 25, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013

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