RULES

A thin horizon, surrounded in black,
Pages of unsatisfied blotches,
Geometric ink lines; boundaries,
Where does she run in black and white?
Flipping through hopelessness; a thousand creeds,
Writings in entangled thinned wires
Numbered to be memorised, only to be broken,
Once the sleepless blinks.
Closed in; trapped and beaten,
No where to turn; falling between thin black walls
She tells of her life; short. Un-rebellious.
Stuck in her dreams; her nightmares.
Her pages; her creeds; her rules.