21st century rapunzel

the loneliness droops all around the room

the isolation has never been so smothering

somehow i find peace in it

in the chaos of my mind

in the silence that my sealed lips hold

the cracks in my bedroom walls haven’t heard a sound of my voice since the beginning of this year

the bed is always crumpled and showered with my broken pieces

i try to glue them together each night

marinate and hope they’re put back together by the morning light

but i always wake up disappointed

the sun is too bright

the moon is too dull

the screen i stare at is too grey

and the clock is just as merciless

ticking away my life as i sit and stare at these walls and ceilings and screens

drowning my life and my time

hoping for some kind of a miracle to burst me open

enliven my heart and my ambition

save me from my abandoned tower