Four corners in the room,
Connected by each other. Strong and sturdy, Empty without rhyme. Still and silent, Sit in the chair. Wait for more, Wonder if they care. No where to run, Can’t even hide. Fear overwhelming, Won’t subside. Lights flicker off, Trapped with a thought, Of never escaping, One not easily bought. Isolated, wondering, Who knows you’re here? Heart sinks to the floor, No one you hold dear. One wall collapses, Then the next and so-on. Realizing you were played, Like a pawn.
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