Warden of the Wounded

I am waiting in chains

But my prison has no walls

Instead I am surrounded by doubt and insecurity

Kept prisoner by the pain of others

Visited by my own regrets

Marking days off the calendar

Only to find them fresh on the wall the next day

The time consumes me

The pain surrounds me

The anger traps me

Inside my own heartache

My strength is expected

But I am screaming inside

Destroying myself

Because I have no idea

How to escape

Without causing more pain.