The Thorn’s kiss

Here

5 days

120 hours

7200 minutes

432000 seconds 

since I’ve been here.

It felt longer. 

Decades maybe.

The sea blue walls seem to turn a dull gray.

As well as the purple sheets on the twin bed

The wooden floor,

The black wooden closet,

the black drawers,

and the door

Everything was just

grey.

I was tied down and bound here 

by the will of my mother.

I was on the floor

just laying here 

in misery,

dispair 

and in sorrow.

My will was no longer my own.

I’m just a knight

crippled and broken.

No longer of use.

Just waiting to be called again.

I’m just here

here..

In empty isolation

my own mind to keep me company