I feel like I’m asphyxiating this isn’t very fair
Put in the effort or you will not be left up for air
I have a really hard task master of that there is no doubt
He has me locked inside this room – it’s a cellar, there’s no way out
The candle that he gave me is now down to a flicker
You can’t see the tears I’m shedding – I can’t go any quicker
He wants this poem finished and slipped underneath this door
There is no way out other than that – no one can hear my roar
I’ve been locked in here for days on end without a bite to eat
The fear within me at this present time – you could nearly hear my heart beat
It’s so hard to concentrate; my mind is in a mess
Does he care about me? Does he consider for one moment my stress?
It really does not bother him, he wants this task completed
He cares not a jot that at this time I feel totally defeated
But this candle is flickering and while I still have light
I’ll not let him defeat me I’ll continue to fight that fight
That demon inside my head will never get the better of me
I will complete this poem and keep my dignity.
C. J. Black©β
3rd May 2013.