House Arrest

Being under house arrest
Is almost worse than jail
There is a taste of luxury
Pain’s hidden by a veil
But the freedom is a pretense
An almost cruel joke
A vision of brightest heaven
And then darkness when I woke
Cut off from contact, locked away
Weighed down with invisible chains
And every night wish on a star
But the moon it only wanes

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