Our help
Has become
Our hazard
Our captor
We give, it consumes we consume it consumes us
So it goes
On and on and on
A loop
Spiralling downwards
Get out?
How?
Climb out?
Impossible
Look up
Above every pit
There’s the sky
Reach for it
Scramble up the sides
Until
Fresh air brushes your skin
And
You can smell the rain.
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