• I am caught
    You hold me in your grasp
    No outward sign of my struggle
    Chills from your ghostly rasp

    I am caught
    Disembodied fingers skitter down my neck
    Eyes cast down in disgrace
    Unvoiced taunts render me a wreck

    I am caught Cruel thoughts invade my mind
    In front lies certain embarrassment, I'm on a precipice
    I throw myself off only to find
    I am free