Prisoner

Not only am I a captive of society;

I am a prisoner of my own body

This is what I have been given

Including the mind, this most hated mind

I seem free, unchained

But even in apparent freedom

I reside in a torture chamber

Me both the tortured and the torturer

My mind: my enemy

Betraying me at every turn

Making me unable to handle anything

Some disappointment, some pressure

You name it, and it will shut me down

My mind, the torturer that hardly ever fails

But with a back-up instrument in place

In case it locks up temporarily:

My body, the effective pain giver

Sticking daggers into my back, my neck

My mind supplying a little demonic laugh

Just for fun

I am in the worst kind of prison

No freedom, ever, for me

I am trapped in my own body;

Death the only escape

You’re kind to offer support

Just, please, if you bring a cake

Don’t put a file in there

But a noose