Trapped in a prison of words. I don’t remember light or air, the dark is where I dwell.
I forget how I got here- When did I get here? Who put me here?
The cage is so familiar, the words are all I know.
Have I been forgotten?
These words haunt me, these words consume me, I cannot escape these words. They bind my heart and trap my mind. They are cold and sharp and piercing. Each time they tighten their grip another piece of me is taken-never to return.
Why am I here?
Then it hits like a shard of glass perforating my heart. The thing that I could never be allowed to remember.
I built this prison.