busybogbody

“So you know good things are happening When the jackboot needs to jump.”

I breathe the thick air,

 in these 4 walls,

 as the weather grows hot,

 and every night,

after much difficulty,

i fall into a dreamless sleep.

 The time seems frozen,

 and i have started cementing the houses of me and my neighbors,

 so much more time,

 and i might just forget what it is to be outside your own body.

 The way my dull eyes see it,

 it is not just any ordinary prison,

but there is freedom,

indeed,

i feel more controlled,

a little more careless than before,

i feel free of time,

an aion old, young man,

as i flip the hour glass again and again,

there's no need to worry.., for sometime,

a little more time.

As days feel short,

 and nights shorter,

i feel stuck in a time loop,

 I stretch this elastic band,

 and so much so that it might just break,

 but i just want to see,

My eyes got so well adjusted to the dark, that it seems to be blinded by the light.