freakyricky

Underground prison

Waiting in this underground prison,
The heat threathens my very patience.
Brief quakes bring about hope in me,
That fool's hope fueled by desperation.
Finally granted ironic freedom,
I enter the cold mouth of the steel Leviathan.
And as I wait for the end to arrive,
I am faced with all the stages of life.
I become witness of Fortune's victims.
I appreciate all that I accept as beautiful.
For it is in these moments that the soul will linger and the mind will wonder.