I’m trapped
It’s dark and cold
There’s a few rays of sun seeping through the boarded up window
Dust specks floating through the rays of light
Broken glass on the concrete
Shimmering when light reaches it
It smells of damp, dirt concrete
Along with mold, garbage, and throwup
With every step I take glass crunches under my feet
In the corner water drips from a hole in the ceiling
At night the silence is almost deafening
It tastes of dirt and bitterness
It’s claustrophobic
Hard to breathe
I don’t want to know what’s hidden around the corner
Because inside of me…
It’s dark, and cold
A terrifying place
And I’m trapped inside