I am sinking in a hole
Where the ghosts
Talk to me
And the light
Betrays my sight
I shiver in the cold
Of fear when hope
Is no longer there
And hungry hands
Pull me down-
Down, down I go
Restricted earth-
I am in pain
I grip the stones
Cry with my bones
Again and again
And again-
He squeezes me
And smiles.
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