I’m in need of you.
Silent screams are never heard,
Screams of in need.
Do you not see what you’re doing?
I’m paying for your consequences.
Every time I try to leave,
My feet sink deeper.
It’s like standing in wet cement,
The longer you stand,
The harder to move.
I need to escape.
But the fear of running overcomes me.
Maybe another shout will save me,
Help.
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