Haven’t had a chance to post, but I continued to write!
MY OWN PRISONER
What is it like:
to be betrayed by your own body?
to have an eager mind
filled with ambitious ideas
but no way to share them?
to remember what it felt like
to sign your name with vigor
rather than a measly X?
How do you find peace
when your inner voice is screaming
“This is not a life”?
From The Na`au of A Mermaid 
this reminds me of A Dream Deferred by Langston Hughes! such a universal feeling…