Captive

I am a prisioner of myself,
Caged in by bars of my own making,
The pain I feel no one can touch.

Time does not stop for me,
The universe goes on without me,
Never thinking twice about me.

These hands are hardened by my toil,
My sweat stains this upturned soil,
And yet I linger on,
Through these sacrifices.

My pain inside me never ceasing.
Hidden from all the eyes of this world.
But there is one who sees and knows
This pain I have inside of me,
This pain that keeps me captive.

By Jessica Lynn Atherton (Me)