Trapped
By bedazzled •
I am lost,
dust collects
upon outlined memories.
Emptiness collides
with every step I take.
I am binded.
Recoiling centimetres
of ribbon
decorated with words spoken.
Reclaiming warmth,
not quite dissipated.
I am binded, I am wrapped.
Secrets wind,
twisting arcs of betrayal
around beams of light.
Walls push inwards,
accusing.
I am binded, I am wrapped, I am handcuffed.
Whispers arch
towards the surface,
leaving aching echoes.
Every corner piled
with unwanted thoughts.
I am binded, I am wrapped, I am handcuffed, I am trapped.