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Brick Walls
Brick walls Closing me in at all sides The rattle of chains echoes as I sleep Ankles rough Wrists rough Shackles screwed too tight Forgotten how to dream Trapped inside my own demise Morsels of food is offered But I know it is tainted Tainted with poison Just like their words Just like their lies Humid air chokes me In my earth bond cell I tried to escape Tried to run They knocked me down With the butt of a gun Now in a cell Without any windows I can only guess it is night Everything is night down here Everything black No light is granted for me Someone without stability they say Someone who has lost their mind But what they misunderstood is That they will have to die That is what the walls tell me Whispers in my head I used to not listen But now I whisper back instead The rat’s feet add to the sounds Of whimpers, screams, and cries I know they come from me But this voice…it is not mine.
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