i used to live in this prison
of a so called life
it was full of turmoil, stress
uncertianity and strife
the prison of which i lived
was full of fear
emotions were not allowed
no love allowed here
the windows had no bars
for others to see
but it did have locks
for which i had no key
inside this prison i had stayed
for over twenty years
was just a living nightmare
full of pain and tears
the prison i was sentenced to
was of my own fault
i lost my heart to a guy
and got caught
i used to live in this prison
of a so called life
i lived there not for doing wrong
only cause i became a WIFE
i left that prison of marriage
one day i broke free
it was not a life, it was only death
now that i can see
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