The silence is deafening.
How many days has it been?
I can almost make out the faint calls,
Of someone in the distance.
But just as quickly as they appear,
They vanish without a trace.
So, I sit against the wall,
Hugging my knees to my chest.
Scratches on the rough concrete behind me
Marking the depth of my agony
How long will I rot in this cage,
Before someone notices that I am missing?
Feb 13, 2025
Feb 13, 2025 at 3:04 PM UTC
The silence is deafening.
How many days has it been?
I can almost make out the faint calls,
Of someone in the distance.
But just as quickly as they appear,
They vanish without a trace.
So, I sit against the wall,
Hugging my knees to my chest.
Scratches on the rough concrete behind me
Marking the depth of my agony
How long will I rot in this cage,
Before someone notices that I am missing?
