Behind these walls

There may not appear to be freedom

No freedom to leave

No freedom to breathe

Only restrictions and people watching me

Behind these walls

I miss my family and friends

I miss my house and my boyfriend

But the confinement has kept me safe

Although I’d rather be any other place

No walls can take away God’s grace.

It’ll be a hard road

There will be plenty of tests, I’m sure

But I’m prepared for the battle

And all else I may endure

This is my rehab story

And I plan for it to end well

Then my overcoming

Will be a great story to tell.