Nirvana

Sitting here, wasting away
UNABLE to free what is locked inside..
I am the dungeon
as well as the prisoner..

Emotion building, no where to go
burning me on the inside
days, months, Years drift by
Taunting me, laughing at my weakness

But light sheds down on me
through the cracks of my Tomb
inspiring Hope, reviving me
that These walls will not last forever

Soon, I shall be free at last






I'm very prone to writing poems with 3 stanzas and repetition of 3 ^_^;