Words have multiple meanings
and a perfect one to bring up
is the word we use for a space
where people are incarcerated
in a cell made of concrete
at least thats the one most representative
of this word
but sometimes we keep ourselves
we muddle our own light
for fear of things and other thoughts
we allow the world to reign
in our own little box
our brains themselves can strangle us
can trap us in the most excruciating place
it can become an endless desert
the darkest depths of the ocean
or the arms of one who abuses us
the saddest one being our own face
smiling
through bared teeth
a prison of our own creation