The sun outside must be scorching hot
See it through my tiny window
In here am cold, freezing cold
Should get up, go out in the sun
Still sit here and wait
Waiting for the sun to come to me
Or for my muscles to grow stronger
Too starved to move
Eye the cold porridge by my door
Dismiss it for another hour
Shut my eyes and listen
‘thud, thud’ heart still pounding
Faintly but steadily
Pull in a bountiful of air
A familiar stench stings the nose
The lungs are grateful
Eyes open slightly
Stare at the dirty wall
Wonder how much longer,
This nightmare must go on...
