Trapped

I am trapped.
Trapped in this abyss of darkness.
Trapped in this room, haunted by screams and despair.
Trapped with evil lurking about.
Trapped with the stench of sickness.
Trapped in false hope, hope that is no more than a butterfly with crushed wings.
Trapped with tears, leaving behind salty tracks to remind us.
Trapped in heart-wrenching pain.
Trapped in death, which no one is protected from.
Trapped in sorrow, forever leaving scars on one's heart and soul.
Trapped with the sweat of toil which only amounts to nothing but pain.
Trapped with suffering, the ghost everyone is terrified by.
I am trapped, and I cannot escape.





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