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Trapped behind these bars
I grow anxious and continuously scheme
For a way to get out.
But this cage is extensive
And its door is a long ways out.

I try to squeeze through, but they constrict
And ultimately I fail.
I am strong but these bars won't bend.
Its useless and I am spent
There is no more fight, my flame-extinguished

I am rationed-it keeps me weak
Eyes strained and muscles sore
I surrender.
With eyes closed, I give in to this abuse
Losing my conscious with every lash and lick.

Then I wake up from that nightmare
only to hit my head on an even lower cage ceiling
And it starts again.
But there is no door and I have no rations.
The claustrophobia sets in, and the air is heavy.

Like breathing in cotton, I struggle
And loose feeling; due to the lack of oxygen
My lungs stutter and protest but they can't be filled
Hardly the energy to produce a tear, I blackout instead.
Only to wake up, cramped in a stale box.

Its quiet and I can't breathe.
The only company I have is the sound of my heart.
The beats are slow and muffled, as it desperately tries to pump blood.
I still can't feel anything-But I think its cold.
I've been suffocating for what seems like hours.

Its been a week and my mouth is dry with dirt,
I can no longer open my eyes.
Its been awhile and no ones noticed.
The sound of my heart has escaped my ears,
I think its cold but i still can't feel.
I re-live death, Stuck in Limbo

By Nicholas A. Bello

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