Perpetual Limbo Always Ticks

A haunting clock is taunting me.

As if seconds weren't long enough.

Calling to me to be free--

Reminding me I'm not tough.

For if I were, I would flee from here.

I would escape this frozen room.

Instead I sit encased in fear--

Burried within this womb.

Madness accompanies solitude,

Ask anyone of this fact.

Craziness building fortitude?

Insane men make this pact.

Once One comes, they will not leave.

A trap? One might say...

The distanced soul will begin to heave,

This soul will have to pray...