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Trapped in My Mind

Nisha Wagh

A dark room 

with no door 

to escape from.

 

Trapped.
Broken. 

Everything, I feel. 

But then suddenly 

I feel

nothing.

 

I gasp for breath, 

Sniffling
as silent tears
run down my cheeks.

 

I scream for help,
but the blood-curdling scream 

echoes back
hurting my ears.

 

I lie still
because none of my body parts 

seem to work.

​

At least kill me
I think
but the suffering 

doesn’t stop

and 

neither

does

the 

pain.

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