Oppressed #NaPoWriMo #AtoZChallenge

Whats this

Crawling on my toes

Gently winding around me

Wrapping me

Are those ropes?

Twisting and twirling

Now on my arms

On my neck

I felt a prick

It’s a needle

I am fed well

Tied with thick ropes

To a throne

So lavish

So uncomfortable

I feel chilled glass

On my face

Oxygen mask

I am given air

The purest one

Something is slapped

On my mouth

A rectangle paper

Duct tape

When will I wake up??

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