In the quiet corners of my soul,
Shadows whisper secrets of old,
Bound by threads unseen and cold,
A story of silence, yet untold.
The walls close in, inch by inch,
A silent scream, a desperate flinch,
The world outside a distant dream,
Within these chains, I softly scream.
The echoes of my heart’s despair,
Reverberate through the still air,
Searching for a path to find,
Freedom from this captive mind.
Yet hope flickers like a fading light,
In the depths of this endless night,
A promise that one day I’ll see,
The dawn of my own liberty.