Trapped Inside

This white room,

These four walls,

Staring at the shelves I see a thousand worlds

And in their multi-coloured jackets they stare back at me

I close my eyes and am transported

Fleeing this captivity and breathing once again

The room remains on my return

The walls gaze blindly down on me

When will I escape this reality;

This cell;

This prison;

This hell?

This Sanctuary?

The word embedded in my mind,

Eventually.

© Fergus Martin

Dec 2013