I've been jailed for un-named charges.
I sit alone and wonder...
What have I done?
The walls close in,
I hear whispers in the corners of my mind...
What have I done?
Solitary confinement...
no contact with the outside world.
What have I done?
I feel myself losing grip...
on my anger, fears, and emotions.
What have I done.
Arrested and shackled...
Led away to suffer alone...
What have I done?
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