Breathless
Sitting here, wishing time could be stopped.
In this room, with white walls holding me prisoner.
Time lasts so long, it seems as if a eternity lies before me.
The walls close in on me and leave me breathless.
I try to shout for help, but no sound escapes my clenched throat.
I know now that escape is not my fate, but only to lie here and wait.
Copyright © Tiffany Christian | Year Posted 2007
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