Claustrophobia.... (submitted to spank the carp: https://www.spankthecarp.com/)

This talks about the loss of freedom due to the absence of socializing and being confined within limited space

 

Every day in the morn, there is apathy,
for he knows how the day will go with utmost certainty.
The day starts slow with something to eat,
not looking forward as there is no one to meet.

Then he enters his enclosed mind,
trying to pull himself out from the continuous grind.
Out of his reverie, he is pushed onto the street,
with fear that there will be a lot to repeat.

After some time, he's forced back into his enclosure,
but they consider it all part of a grand procedure.
Next, he gets back to freeing his rattled mind,
but in aloofness does a complex spell bind.

Allowed some time out of the cell, it's useless,
for there is no one to get along with regardless.
Back to the cage, the animal is booted,
fixed in a spot to which he is rooted

Finally, comes the call of darkness, it is night,
time to extinguish whatever remains of the little light

Its Your.........

While you are going alone on the street, basking in your solitude, unknowing of what’s around you, all of a sudden you hear a loud noise from behind which extracts you out of your reverie. It is dark and lonely; you get this uncomfortable feeling that you are being followed. IS it a spirit, you do not know. You feel it creeping towards you. You seek refuge but wherever you go, you know you are still being followed. Turn right, turn left, over a wall, dodge a vehicle parked on the street, up a tree, up a tree, behind a door, no matter what you try, you have the same sinking feeling. At this moment you are most vulnerable and you start to run. You find a lantern and turn it on, now you realize that you don’t feel that presence anymore. Content and relieved you continue towards your initial destination. Unfortunately, after some time your light is extinguished. Once again, you sense its presence, in desperation you once again run. You believe he is trailing behind you, but soon you feel its presence ahead too, then to your right and even to your left.
No matter what you do it keeps snapping at you, cause It’s Your ……… PAST.