Repeating the same motion
I am being controlled by my flustered emotion
Each step has me further down.
My voice echoes through this ghost town.
Swollen feet and I still can’t see the bottom
I think I might have a problem
These endless stairs have a power over me
Step after step, here I am not free.
A flickering light and a moldy smell
My ears only hear the sound of a constant ringing bell
Watch where you put your foot, there is glass everywhere.
This is starting to feel like a nightmare.
A voice whispers,“do not not worry, do not fear”.
I am being held captive here