Tag Archives: Distortion

Distorted Contentment

with my saneness,
how am I content
in this place?

The smell of boredom
and misfortune
meets me at the door.

Resembling faces greet me
with two-sided posture.

A sense of reunion
and comfort
in addition to
slight disappointment,
I’ve gained closure.

Back in this place
separated from trouble,
how did I get here?

Have I returned with
an instinct of approval?

Have I learned nothing,
inhabited to these walls
as a mounted painting?

I’m content in this place.

I’m home…

  • Ms. Tioko
    Inmate #090023042
    Franklin County