Incarcerated

For several gruesome days and nights,

I’ve been emotionally incarcerated

in my own mind, body, and spirit;

I can’t bear it for that much longer.

These intense feelings and sounds of heavy, rapid breathing,

wailing internally and externally,

abominably painful body aches,

and inner temper tantrums

are suffocating me.

Every single day

I unwillingly wake up

from a well-needed nights sleep,

I ask myself this question:

“When will I finally be released from inner prison?”

Before I know it,

I’ll be granted emotional parole,

which is what I’m looking forward to

very, very much.

Once I’ve been emotionally paroled,

I’ll be able to say farewell

to these evil inmates

I’ve been emotionally incarcerated with

for 48 long and mundane hours.

If I want to be released as soon as possible,

I have to let G-d do His job,

so He can release me

swiftly, privately, and peacefully.

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