The walls are closing in

Sitting on the floor

Staring at nothing

Maybe it is all I recall

Or could be images galore

Looked at the floor

But there was no trapdoor

Didn't know who to implore

Or if there was something I should call

There wasn't even anywhere to crawl

It was difficult to take anymore

My head was starting to feel sore

Couldn't take much more

Seemed like no escape from this tiny thing

Felt like being locked in a bin

Especially now that the lights had gone dim

Concerned now that the walls were closing in