The Inmate's New Year

The world outside
Are all rejoicing
The turn of the year
That comes a-calling

I'm but behind
These rusty, iron bars
Quietly confined
But just so very far

My mind races on
I can only think of you
Wonder how you're doing
But I'd never have a clue

Everyone's celebrating
They shout and cheer and yell
Over here's a different picture
In my spaceless, tiny cell

Imagine the feast out there
And think of ours in here
I make-believe my gruel's
A bowl crisp and beer

I wish I was there
Watching the fireworks bedazzle
With your arms around mine
Slowly counting down the time

But days are just another
Beyond the barb-wired walls
Everyday's the same old cycle
When morning duty calls

Scrawled upon the sides
Of my cell - dark and dreary
Are white lines of fives
Chalked in groups so carefully

Every hour inside
Lines I count slowly
Carefully tracing each strokes
All fashioned painfully

The truth is I miss you so
But I guess you'll never know
When you stormed out of that door
I never saw you anymore

Left with a sanity
Bounded with patience a-plenty
Time makes it's slow rounds
Freedom's waiting to be found

Things won't be like it was
Life feels like a broken cause
My heart is broken into two
The other part simply lies with you

P.S:

If I said sorry and held your hand
Maybe you'd understand
Why I miss your gentle touch
Guess I really love you so much