I sit in a corner staring...blind
through my prison cell alone
in the distance trees stand tall
their bare branches outstretched as if...
mimicking my prison guards, And
preventing me from getting to you
The hours churn to a stand still here
while the days are a fairy tale
untrue, non-existent, but oh so real
I sit in a corner staring...blind
knowing that my love for you
will travel across this endless void
No four walls can hold or prevent my
love from reaching you, it is too intense
so be strong as I shall be, until we next
meet again my dearest.