Bard Barred Behind Unbreakable Bars

(thus, I revel to reveal
    more'n juiced poppycock
     perhaps casting impression,
     I  hale from Mars,
     thus this wordsmith
     willfully exposes emotional scars.)

Fear of challenging myself,
     and/or lack of where
with all to confront
     psychological
     (dis) comfort zones,
     that passivity did veer
really inadvertently,
     currently indirectly,

     galvanically charged
     as deaf fence sieve barrier
     and hermetically, inherently
     sealed (unclear)
to me how to dispatch
     i.e. (muster)
     courage to tear
down invisible

     barricade shuttering
     acute (oblique striated
     mein kampf existence),
     thee dulled eyes
     didst blankly stare,
ring just beyond
     the impaled psyche
     liberation i.e. freedom rare

rung only plaintively relished
     by this self condemned,
     cuz aye felt
     scared (to death) living,
     which may seem queer
nearly equivalent
     being solitarily confined,
     with absolute zero chance

     (on broken wing or prayer)
life sentence,
     would NEVER be commuted,
     asper this outlier,
and/or less
     prospect for parole
     never came near
well nigh since birth

     (as this popping
     creaking, and crack
     ling body electric
     inexorably approaches
     LX orbitz
     around Earth) mere
lee experienced his existence,

     any king to leer
not even worth
     Doppelganger to jeer
only the hollow echo strictly
     I can only hear
as an aging toothless
     grimacing crookedly
     raggedy man doth glare

from cracked mirror,
     twill bid fare
well to optimism - endear
himself to forfeit any dare
ring do only
     remaining holed up
    
     sitting against
     a hard backed chair
reflecting on bleakly obtuse
countless unmet dreams bare
heft desolate freight tinned woes
     only thru limply
     lame poetry I can air.