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Caged
Things are much different now,
I no longer speak.
My soul, a cavern.
My body, a sarcophagus.
My tongue, prison bars.
My teeth, a boneyard.
My mouth, a jail cell.
I'm stuck here, in this body.
I will never leave, nor love.
What a sad life it will be.
I'm trapped here forever,
I will never leave, nor live.
This must be what it feels like,
To die.
I no longer speak.
My soul, a cavern.
My body, a sarcophagus.
My tongue, prison bars.
My teeth, a boneyard.
My mouth, a jail cell.
I'm stuck here, in this body.
I will never leave, nor love.
What a sad life it will be.
I'm trapped here forever,
I will never leave, nor live.
This must be what it feels like,
To die.
Published 30th Jul 2019
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31st Jul 2019 4:47am
To crawl into the cavern, build a fire, cook a meal...curl up content and sleep...
1st Aug 2019 11:03am
I really like the depth and honesty here, the imagery is dark and disturbing, sad piece, well written.
1st Aug 2019 4:46pm
Terrific metaphors throughout, creating powerful imagery in the mind's eye. Wonderfully evocative and yet succinct. Nice work.
