These walls are not the only thing enclosing me
a cage sits in my mind,
growing tighter and tighter
And I somehow feel them on my arms
The bars, sinking into my skin,
restricting my breath
while gas steals in,
suffocating me with stealth
Through the metal,
I somehow see their eyes
through the dark
I can feel their smiles.
It's like I'm in a fist
A closed one that,
tightens
with every move.
The paralysis sets in,
my limbs go numb
I cower in fear
As I see the thumb
It's the last nail in
my coffin.
I think, leme stop moving.
It will pass
I'll be alive
That's a big ask
I have to hold it in,
my breath, my voice, my thoughts
my chances are slim
How'd I get caught?
Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 1:17 PM UTC
These walls are not the only thing enclosing me
a cage sits in my mind,
growing tighter and tighter
And I somehow feel them on my arms
The bars, sinking into my skin,
restricting my breath
while gas steals in,
suffocating me with stealth
Through the metal,
I somehow see their eyes
through the dark
I can feel their smiles.
It's like I'm in a fist
A closed one that,
tightens
with every move.
The paralysis sets in,
my limbs go numb
I cower in fear
As I see the thumb
It's the last nail in
my coffin.
I think, leme stop moving.
It will pass
I'll be alive
That's a big ask
I have to hold it in,
my breath, my voice, my thoughts
my chances are slim
How'd I get caught?
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