Hell

There are days
when little to nothing
can move within
the close quarters
of the walls 
now 
self proclaimed 
as barren –
claustrophobia is a 
weakness to some
that steps up
when all else 
fails
and yes there is 
some comfort
in the self
imprisonment
confinement 
the familiar
the nest
of being able 
to reach out
and touch
all the boundaries
limitations
of this self created
safe haven
sacred zone  
a prison for a soul
absorbed in its
personally imposed 
version of...Hell 

© 2015 TrilbyYates