I Feel Trapped

I'm a prisoner locked in a cage of my own creation. I crafted the shackles from sorrow and grief. The chains that bind me to the floor were expertly designed from fear and doubt. The bars were forged from molten anger, and the lock smithed from impotent rage.

I am prisoner in a cell of my own creation, and I have the cruelest, sadistic, depraved maniac as my jailer.


Myself.