Agony
Jeremiah James-Nolan Knight
I scream at the top of my lungs.
I run as fast as I can.
Wall to wall.
corner to corner.
Trying to find a way out.
Trying to escape.
Scratching and grabbing.
I feel woe and doubt.
What am I?
who am I?
what have I done?
Disputed into a corner of blood and despair.
Rocking back a forth.
Trying to gain control.
I scream.
I scream at the top of my lungs.
I. Scream. In. Agony.
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