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imprisoned in my room
i am chained to my bed
outside i get the sense time is running out, life is passing right by me
but i can't leave, the awful sense of doom that usually accompanies me out into the world has grown monstrous lately
he often warns me that if i even think about escaping, he'll wholly devour me
though lonely...
wrapped in warm blankets, sipping cinnamon tea, day dreaming and decaying , this is the only time i ever feel an ounce of safety.
Suffocated by longings
chained to my bed
imprisoned in my room
