Bound To The Darkness [Dark Poetry: Book Three]

The Box

I'm confined, trapped, in a box
Everyone refuse to let me out
No matter how much I scream or cry, I'm stuck

I pound on the walls, hoping to break them
But it's impossible
The box remains whole
I remain confined

I want out
I want a taste of freedom, of real living
Even for a second
But it's impossible, I'm trapped in this box