MY PRISON

The door is locked,
I flung away the key.
Huddled in the corner,
Behind uncertainty.

Trembling and sick,
Paralyzed with fear.
Loathe of harming
What I hold dear.

Do you seek me?
I can't let you in.
Not now,
Not till I'm me again.

I cry your name,
Calling you near.
You may knock
But I won't hear.

Cowering lower,
Hiding in the dark.
Terrified of intentions,
Afraid of the spark.