The Prisoner by Mark Spencer

Here sits the prisoner
Shackled in his cell.
He wrestles with his demons,
In this private hell.

Life was much too tough for him,
And no one understood.
He tried to accept the world,
But knew he never could.

So the prisoner cut himself,
To flee back to the womb.
He thought there would be peace,
Down there in the tomb.

But death was no escape,
He even failed at this.
Saved by those who guard him,
Pulled from the abyss.

Yet failure didn't stop him,
He cut himself once more.
But again death was cheated,
Just like it was before.

The jailers watch him closely,
There's no escape today.
Perhaps he'll try one more time,
When they look away.

But the jailers dearly love him,
They are his family.
They want him to be happy,
And find his destiny.

Yet he stays in his dungeon,
His private tragedy.
Trapped within this prison,
Where he holds the only key.

So here sits the prisoner
Shackled in his cell.
He wrestles with his demons,
In this private hell.

LinzAy (152.163.189.66) -- Thursday, February 20 2003, 09:51 am

......
Felt the struggle.....

Lori Ann Day (198.81.26.168) -- Friday, February 21 2003, 10:57 pm

Do you know how many people can relate to this poem who are in a physical prison, but also those who are in an emotional prison? This poems rings very true because we are the only ones who can set ourselves free by turning to Someone stronger who can carry our burdens. Each man or woman is the captain at the helm, and can direct the mind where he or she would have it go. We can navigate through our thoughts and feelings where we would go, and where God would have us be. There is no cell block stronger than the mind, but we can be free indeed!

Stepdad (67.26.87.12) -- Wednesday, February 26 2003, 07:24 am

That dam alcohal!
That dam alcohal landed my stepson in jail again. His worst nightmare, a demon has got him. Just a good kid, good worker, friendly and will give his shirt. But he wrestles with that demon again. Now he's getting help, was sleeping in the cold, skinny. He's been put in rehab. He wants to fight this demon. Uncle with 10 grand will help. I pray for him, that he will win. Thanks Mark, your an awesome poet. Really admire your work. -Big D

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