Sumhow...7/8/9 Poem by Eli Unknown

wrapped inside this hand made cell
i know these walls all too well
in them- so long my corpse has dwelled
as if im in another realm
hungry
to get

what the message could be
the reason for momentary breakage
for accepting what is

the devil is never far behind
always sharpen your mind
caring for tomorrows sorrows
holding marathons on your behalf
until ive got nothing left,
words can not unravel
a shovel couldnt dig deep enough right now
and i expect you to understand somehow....