This room,
Too constricting;
This air,
Too stale;
These walls,
Too intense;
This furniture,
Too sparse;
This silence,
Too unnerving….
Let me out!
Let me go!
Just leave me be!
I want to go home!
Imprison me no more!
I did nothing wrong!
Please, please,
Please set me free!
Sliding down,
This featureless wall,
Hope rapidly fading,
Lying on the floor,
Staring at the ceiling,
Tears wetting the tiles.
My body is warm,
But I am cold,
Oh so cold inside,
Like a part of me,
Has withered and died.
What did I do,
To deserve this,
To be treated this way?
It must have been,
Something dreadful,
Else you would not,
Lock me away like this.
I am so very much alone,
Subject to your torture;
Sharp objects pry,
Leather belts bind,
Cold fingers probe;
You hurt me so!
Studied by specialists,
A mutated creature,
My life stolen,
Run now by you;
I can’t take this!
Let me go free,
Or just let me die!
Subject me no more,
To this awfulness;
Dammit, I am not,
Some sort of animal,
To prance around,
Doing as you bid me!
Fading away,
One day at a time,
You do not see,
The damage you cause,
And once I have,
No reason left to live,
I warn you now,
Nothing will stop me,
From being free;
I do not fear death.