and There I was,
and Here I am,
The clouds passing by,
The Sun still rising,
The roads still pushing,.
The world around me still moving,
Chains still strung around my ribcage
Round and round,
Tied with strong knots,
I’m suffocating against cold metal,
My breath not finding release,
Circulating in fears,
I’m trapped within my own chest,
Oggling into the distance,
wondering what the fuck this all is.
Wondering how this could get this far.
I thought I was free?
What do they want from Me?
And why?