Trapped

July 8, 2013

Trapped

Locked into a small-space with-LARGERFURNITURE.

yall know the struggle

at night we sleep in a huddle.

But, I'm speaking to no one.

Or am I?

Do you hear me?

I'm trapped in this box.

Yall hear the echo

orhowbout

duh top of my lungs

AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!

no? yall didn't hear me?

Even the sound of my voice is trapped.

Trapped in my heart because my actions only seems to set sparks.

theyareclose cuhz I hear the dogs

BARRK BARK! BARKK!

HEEELLLPP!

Dogs can't even hear me-

the cords in my throat must be tangled

or them some deaf dogs.

I'm a man, is that dog my bestfriend?

If so, do all bestfriends leave

a friend trapped?

Life Right.

Is that light I see in this box?

It is.

I'll muscle this box open..

Tough it was.

but wait..

DAMN!!

I'MINANOTHERBOX

TRAPPED

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