When did these four walls materialize?Could I have been so hard asleep
I did not notice the carpenter’s hammer
Banging and framing? Closing me in.
No door, no window, no staircase to climb.
Nary a toehold to boost to the top
So I might peek the other side to
Spy my accuser, determine my sins.
Trapped in a prison, not knowing why or
When or if I’ll deserve a reprieve.
Silently praying, petitioning Heaven to
Send down an angel to rescue my soul.
Wond’ring if anyone knows where I am,
Cares that I’m gone and alone in my shame
As darkness descends and I cry in anguish,
Plead for deliverance from the cold.
Lost and alone.
Bursting with fear.
Will someone please
Let me out of here?
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