in solitary

10 years ago,
   if they told me
      10 years more
   i wouldn’t have

   believed
them.

four blank
   walls without a
      window &
   gawking colorless

   cement are
      torments
   for banished
souls.

what have i
   done to be
      so
lonely?

how can the
   heart grow
      in such
darkness?

deprivation
   scalds.