They're closing in.
Pressing against the bars of my cage.
Whispering sweet nothings.
I can't give them what they want.
My pleas and cries of distress only make them crave me more.
The bars on my cage slowly cave.
Tormenting me.
My clipped wings render me useless.
The dented bars that once protected me.
Will be me
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Forever Free
Short StoryThe shadows never fade, always lurking in the depths. Surrounding, closing in. Suffocating from the inside out. Releasing the voices cackling underneath. Trapped in utter darkness no light can penetrate. It's always eerily quiet. Constantly...
