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Brett Palmero Nov 2016
I don't know where to go

Trapped in this thread
My entire life is here
My soul fills with dread
And all I feel is fear

I never saw this coming
Flying high with no care
In my way I saw nothing
Invisible was this snare

A silk so smooth
A soul that can't move
A strung up person
A life that can't worsen

Then I see those eyes
Eyes of a predator below
I look to the skies
Looking for God's glow

But he is not there
And I have nothing
Below fangs bare
I prepare for my ending

A life frozen in time
A beast that can't climb
A cage is life's sling
A web the only thing

That keeps us from the monsters below
Is your cage keeping you in, or is it keeping them out?

— The End —