Without walls or bars, not a dream to chase
found deep within, lies still, dormant until
desires and disguises, are facts to face
Not in jest but in truth to seek and drill

Too many layers to peel, voids to fill
in fear of what is real yet not unknown
A battle worth fighting, a cry quite shrill
To be free at last, from debts must atone

As there it hides in anguish, not alone
roosting with pain, sadness, hatred and pride
The ruin of souls, it aims to be sown
in seeds of doubt and discontent inside

This here prison, is without walls or bars
A state and space marked with anger and scars.

yldara/m. stanphill

Do not let the invincible prison of pride, hate and sin keep you locked up. Jesus Christ’s blood has been shed for you, stand firm in God’s promise of hope and salvation thru His Son- the Lamb.