Alone.Cold.Dark.Damp.As if trapped within a dungeon,

I search for ways to escape, but find none.

I climb desperately, only to slide down further into the darkness...

Where it’s colder, There’s no place to run.

I stop, catch my breath, then start yelling,

Perhaps someone will hear me and free me from this Hell.

But my voice is muffled by the walls that imprison me,

They can’t hear me, so I remain trapped in my cold, dark cell.

I try beating on walls, hoping that there’s a weak spot,

to break through and let sunshine warm my skin,

Again I find no way to escape..Anxiety and fear set in..

I curl up in the corner, try to keep myself warm and protected,

From the Evil that lies within.

It appears hopeless... All efforts to free myself have failed.

I sit sad and defeated.. Trapped.A prisoner by my own hand.

Welcome to where I am on a daily basis,

Welcome to my world!