Caged
I find myself in a dark corner:
No way out.
How did I get here?
I need to get out.
But the question remains,
How?
I close my eyes,
I feel I’m alive.
But the darkness engulfs me,
Moving deeper;
Through my skin,
Past my soul, to my bones.
Closer, darker, deeper
The darkness consumes me;
It feeds off my energy.
I find no release,
It will not sympathize with me,
It finds pleasure in what I can’t see.
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