PRISONER(3)

​”Sound sleeps,
warm bed,
a room facing sun.
– I hope.”

“But wait…
Will it be as I need?”

Leave the sun and bed
but sleep in here is calm.
Calm in regrets 
and in wishes to revert
what happened.
“..What after parole?”
Same sleeps
Or added fights 
to brave my mind against 
the outer new…
I know not.