Poem: The Freedom of Abandonment, by Mark Cidade - 2001-03-26
Monday, March 26, 2001
11:25 PM
Stuck in a room.
So much space around
It squeezes me.
I want to leave.
I’m free to leave,
But I have nowhere to go.
So maybe I’m not free after all.
I don’t feel free.
I have been left behind.
Forgotten.
Now what?
What do I do?
I really hate this.