Closed Behind Curtains

Sunlight bites at my feet,

Straining to open the curtians,

Trapped in my minds bitter prision,

All alone in a room full of people,

Bitter illusion wastes my medicated mind,

Standing on the edge, looking out,

Seeing life pass me by,

Complicated by invisible emotions,

Saturated by hidden wounds,

Scarred closed by times inevitable passing.

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