Suffocating
Warm walls fail to give comfort
Without restraint, they squeeze tighter
Constricting
Whispering
We are here for you
We love you
We want to help you
But they hurt so bad
I have to get out and away
Away from them all
Tearing
Screaming
Flailing
Falling…
…falling
I look up at what was my jail
A deep jade shell
Bleeding white poison
Tainting my mind with lies
False hopes
False dreams
False
My wings are broken
Of no more use to me
I try to stand on trembling legs
Futile
More voices come
The same voices
We will always be here
We will always protect you
Always
I sink down into the ground
A new shell
Made from dirt and poison
We love you
False, false!
It's all
FALSE!
One wing protrudes from the ground
Twitching
SCREAMING
About the Creator
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