Deprivation of Liberty

YOU ARE BEING RECORDED ON CCTV
Black
Ill stenciled letters
Glare at you from the palid yellow walls which surround you.
You
Looking back at you
Distorted by the mirrored dome above.
A solitary windowless window allows night to become day
The sun rises and the sun sets
In here time no longer exists.
Minutes seem like hours
The dull steel door seals your fate.
The hum and whine of the air con;
The jangling of keys;
Whistles echo through the vents
Coded messages
Between the other unseen souls
Occupying the boxes.
An unspoken language that only the damned understand.
Locked away amidst a labyrinth of endless corridors;
Littering this warren of the pitiful.
The cells offer no comfort for those imprisoned within.
Alone
Abandoned
Forgotten
Wondering how their choices led them to this .