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Trapped

Flexing my vocal cords to cry for help
All that comes out is a squeak
Motivation falling apart as if under a waterfall of acid
Arms are bound by emotions and thoughts making me feel unworthy
 
I was cheated from the freedom that was within my grasp
I had it all; freedom, happiness, the hope for a brighter future
Like always, it was a self induced illusion
Born from my mind and body
The desire for more of this accursed life
 
Disgusting inside and out
I can't seem to escape my hell
Forever longing for more
Forever denied
 
Struggling to keep moving forward
Fighting the evil, vile wind
Steps slipping out from under me as I'm sucked back into my prison
The powers that be realize I'm too strong on my feet
My arms become unbound from each other, and take possession of my feet
No longer free are my steps, now they're numb and useless
 
All around me, I see beauty
But for me it's only a looking glass
I'm doing all I can to keep ahold of my window to freedom
I feel my arms getting heavy with dread
Fighting to survive
Just to hold on
 
Happiness isn't meant for everyone
Especially me
Some are meant for the darker parts of life
Gifted in the arts of fighting others demons
Support isn't required, it's appreciated
And most of all, we all do what we can to feel alive
Written by Pravus
Published | Edited 23rd Aug 2022
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