Waiting in silence
In this room of death.
Gasping for air
Holding on to this
One last breath.
Bonding shackles bruising
And restricting her
Struggling to escape.
She's her own prisoner.
Suffocating, confining, sweltering.
Mockery still burning
Through this empty core.
Longing for condolence
Forsaken by the world.
Left in quiescence
Standing solo
The void of hope disintegrating
Seeking acceptance.
She's living her own solitude.
Isolated, deserted, abandoned
Fooled she's something
Although she's not
Her fate a lie
Mislead from the truth.
Believing she is in control
Dominance is not hers
Factuality is concealed
By obvious ignorance.
Restrained by authority.
She's her own victim.
