Viktoria Lilith


Cube


My room, six faces
I scream at each, and every one
For they contain me against my will
And I'd rather die than be trapped
So I run to the door and flee

The sun burns
I cry out in pain
but follow through with my escape

The harshness of this world
It only shows itself more clearly

I scream as I am abashed with the noises
The screech of the ambulances
The pervasive police siren

I wrinkle my nose at the smells
The sadness
The death
The pollution

I scream and wish upon the Gods that i were back in my cube

Submitted: Friday, January 01, 2010

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