Trapped You have trapped me. Trapped me in my own mind and body. Constrained me in a darkened dusky box with a lock on it. To whom you only hold the key to. One will never escape it. Whether it is to fear trust or to never be trusted. To fear love or to never be loved, to fear loneliness or to always be lonely. I will always be cemented in my own contemplation about you. I will never be set free.