Confined

Confined
in this
place
by his

seductive
memory.
Confined,
is me,

in my home
while my spirit
doth roam

and tries
to escape.
Confined
as if tape

has
bound me
to this
pathetic body.

I need
to be
runing barefoot,
free.

Away from
my captors.
Away from
locked doors.

For the one thing they cannot,
may not, confine
is my spirit and mind,
both of which are mine.