Trapped
By: Olivia M.
Lights flickering,
heart racing,
and the train keeps on the track
with wheels turning rhythmically in the forever tunnels.
A Flutter here,
wings move there.
Every wall, seat, window and door,
covered in moths.
Feel the need to scream,
though no one is around to hear.
No one is ever around to hear the screams or the cries.
Just take a deep breath
and move slowly.
Slowly.
Closer and closer the trains cart comes to an end and there’s hope!
Hope to be free from a cage of fear and loneliness.
Open the door and hope runs dry.
Moths, still everywhere.
The wheels turning doesn’t skip a beat unlike the racing heart
but still,
can’t stop.
The next cart is the same and the one after that.
Anxiety building,
breathing faster,
The tears begin to burn the eyes.
But then there’s a door,
a door with no moths.
Quickly!
Open the door and get through!
It’s safe. There are no moths here.
Breathe out slowly.
But then, there’s a beat of large wings.
Feeling dread,
turn around
and I wake up in my bed,
cold,
sweating,
trembling.
It was all just a bad dream.
Until I turn around,
Seeing the true source of why I’m feeling trapped.
I see you.