Prisoner

Don’t let what you think you see

blind you to the truth

That exactly what you’re looking for

is already in your hands

about to slip between those fingers

you use to blindly feel your way

through the shadows in which you hide

to save yourself from the light of day

The brightness of which burns right through

the lies you’ve clutched so long for comfort

so tight that there’s no space between

for honesty to set you free

You are your own prisoner

and nothing else can save you