I am trying so hard to escape. Her image is
my warden, my guard, my cell, and these
cold bars within, that imprison my heart.
Sentenced to life, I shall serve my time
alone amidst an unfathomable future
without her. Forever will I be confined
and punished by the Polaroid’s of my mind –
the snapshots of her long-lost smile.
These are the images I shall never escape.
