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Greg Parke : Photography & Poetry

Jail Cell

I just love you heart
Black as coal
I just love you lips
Cold as ice
I just love your tears
Diamonds of the mid

I feel trapped with you
Only you’ve set me free
I still come back
It’s my own stupidity
Why do I love my jail cell?
And the look of hospitality

I trusted you
Unlike the way you trusted me
I got used to the shiver down my spine
I though my life was right but I saw past the troubled spots
Cobwebs blocking thought 

I feel trapped with you
Only you’ve set me free
I still come back
It’s my own stupidity
Why do I love my jail cell?
And the look of hospitality

I feel cheated
I feel I lost my life
Words can not express the pain I feel
The pain you caused
It was unimaginable
It’s now my greatest fear

I feel trapped with you
Only you’ve set me free
I still come back
It’s my own stupidity
Why do I love my jail cell?
And the look of hospitality