Breath coming in spurts
Goosebumps on the walls
Footsteps pounding in the halls
I am afraid
A f r a i d
Of so many things
So many
Make a list and
P i n
It up with the shards of
My broken feelings
Pin it up so the world can see
Footsteps coming nearer
A l w a y s
Nearer and never ceasing
Their relentless pounding
P o u n d i n g
On the bars of my prison
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