tap tap tap
drum of fingers incessantly
a song of sort
to no one special
just for the noise
in solitary confinement
self imposed of course
imprisonment of a heart and soul
iron bars to keep them in
or others out
continue the tap
painted nails
upon keys unseen
in cover of darkness
before no one's eyes
are written these lines
of no one's dreams
tap tap tap
until it's out
the wishes that were never wished
illusions that faded in the mist
the fire that dimmed, then went out
no more the sound
in silent halls
of a mind that's all tapped out