In shadows deep, a box I'm bound,
No light, no sound, no sight around.
A suffocating silence reigns,
Within these walls, my spirit wanes.
Each breath I take, a desperate plea,
For freedom's touch to set me free.
But chains of circumstance hold tight,
In this forsaken, endless night.
No windows here to let in air,
No door to open, none to care.
Trapped in a labyrinth of despair,
Lost in the echo of my prayer.
Oh, to break free from this cruel embrace,
To see the sun, feel its warm grace.
But here I linger, lost and low,
Trapped in a box with nowhere to go.
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Whispers in the Water: A collection of short stories and poetry
Poetry"Whispers in the Water: A Collection of Short Stories and Poetry" is a mesmerizing tapestry of emotions and experiences woven into words. This collection offers a diverse range of short stories and poems that delve into the complexities of human exi...
