I sink to my knees
staring with souless eyes.
My heart jumps and quivers,
it's wings having been cut off.
THe bars which I cannot see, close in,
forcing me to curl into myself,
letting my will fall to pieces
and shatter.
My mind screams for help,
but no words are to be heard
and I stay silent.
I have learned by now,
the more I struggle,
the more I get controlled by the puppet master's cruel strings.
©felixcat
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