I dread at the thought of that costly compulsion
Claiming my short life
A prison for the body
A cage for the soul
A burglar watching
waiting to steal years of my life
I don't care about the money it generates
It can't buy contentment or satisfaction
I lost my time to shine
The child in me hasn't died
Why do i have to do it now ?
It annihilates not my innocence
But my freedom
I am at the right time
In the wrong place
I'm submerged by darkness waves
A monster preying on my sanity
I can't push it away
My mind an active volcano
I'm suffocating
How did i end up like this
Euthanize me then
Why?
Because my wings are broken
They can't grow back
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In The Wrong Place
Horror**Hint: It's something that people do everyday Interpretation is up to you, if i divulge the name of the antagonist (which is a matter not a person), it will probably make it more painful and less curiousness-triggering Thank you for reading~~
