Bound
I am bound to this chair but do you even care
left alone in the dark lost and scared
Continously losing my sanity
Strapped , tied down like a dog to a pole
I struggle to break free
Unsure how this came to be
I am bound in darkness
Silent as night like it's just me here
Yet I scream in hopes someone will hear
I wish to be free from this pain
Free from these chains
Free from the darkness that still would remain
Yerning to be back in the light to reclaim my fight
to be back in the light means to chase away the night
Yet without help here I shall remain
Trapped in this chair forever disowned
blessed be he who finds the light
But for me i reside forever in the night
bound forever to this chair
Yet i still wonder.......do you even care?
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