Human Behind Bars

I used to believe we are characters that were formalized by life, and never thought the contrary, always fixing my mind on the person I’m stuck in, trying to escape his domination and each time I crawl back worshiping his sins that feed my satisfaction.

why was I to be handcuffed by those thoughts that never were mine, and why is it pleasant to be enslaved by it, it all went through me leaving my soul wandering in between, in the journey to its shelter, in the journey of discovering a human being behind the bars.

until a slight of hope touches my soul, lightens my way to its warmth, I shall free my mind from the chains of sanity, the fear of facing the inevitable, and the comfort of pretending to be asleep behind curtains.

I used to believe we are characters that were formalized by life, but it was the contrary indeed, life is just moments that were formalized by few pure souls that wouldn’t be hidden in some characters.

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