Solitary Confinement

Four white walls surround me, so tall and white.

So white that, for some reason, I am able to imagine the corners meeting in black

I may be locked inside, my arms hugging me too tightly.

It holds warmth in a bleak situation, creating an existential crack.

My mind is breaking. I am not just doing this for me, I think.

Others that I care for need me too.

Tears are pouring down my face, water clouds my vision I begin to blink.

I have to get back before so many things are lost, as I am the glue.

I am not sure what I am trying to see, but I know I want to escape.

My breathing stills, my inner child clinging to my heart.

I am worthy, I am better, my affirmations will not break.

I uphold, I believe that I am stronger and will not fall apart.

There are alarms beeping, walls cracking, and the earth is moving under my feet.

I see a hole, a way out, I am finally free.