John Clare

I always thought the one thing man could not take away was my freedom
But yet man has proved me wrong
Trapped within these four belittling walls
I never thought I'd long so much for the freedom nature brings
Never have I felt so far from my God
Just to have the ground beneath my feet and the stars above my head
But now I just sit here
Sit in the little chair in the corner of my room
Within these four belittling walls
Waiting for the beautiful dreams death brings