by R, Missoula, Montana
I feel helpless
My wrong doings…
And I can’t do anything?
Lost hope in a lost place
I forget things
What did she look like again?
What does being outside feel like?
Will I ever be free again?
“You can’t do that”
“Not allowed”
“Stop”
“You can’t visit”
Fourteen years old
Not allowed to see my parents
Not a single slice of freedom
Locked up
My thoughts will wander
But where will they take me next?
Stress valley, crybaby city, hopeless homes
If you’re lucky, one day you’ll wake up
From this dream…
O n e d a y.