I cannot escape

that surrounds me.

My soul is bound by every attempt,

leaving the gods of fate, inevitability,

and despair contempt.

I may not fall.

I may not jump.

I may not rise.

The window of escape is tightly closed.

The doorway home is tightly locked.

My stained tears are ever present,

I can never save the ever luminescent.

I only wish to rest

from this nightmare

that has taken its place in reality.

My arms are locked and sealed,

but the arms I bear attack unrevealed.