Up For Parole

I have done my time,
beholden to my bars,
tripping over time’s trap.
The next day is nestled in the horizon,
silently staring with a shimmering slip of a smile.
She sees me coming,
and runs, again and again,
like we are playing a game.

2 responses to “Up For Parole”

  1. Deep.

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  2. Wishing you the best of luck on your path to rehabilitation.

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