The cage of unending nightmares,
Enclosed within a prison of steel,
A soul once bright faced a dark ordeal.
Nightmares surged from every seam,
Shattering the remnants of a dream.
Bars of dread, shadows’ clasp,
Held fast within the cage’s grasp.
Each night, a canvas of frightful scenes,
Painted with horrors and broken dreams.
Faces twisted in agony,
Haunted the cage with chilling glee.
The air was thick with a mournful moan,
A prison where the mind stood alone.
Screams echoed through the hollow night,
As phantoms danced in the pale moonlight.
Each breath a shudder, steeped in fear,
Each heartbeat echoed despair near.
The cage’s walls, once firm and strong,
Felt the weight of the suffering throng.
Restlessness took hold, creeping in,
As nightmares spun their haunting spin.
The nights grew longer, shadows tall,
Each one an echo of a desperate call.
In the darkness, sanity frayed,
As the soul’s hope began to fade.
Each fleeting dream dissolved into black,
In the cage’s grip, there was no going back.
Freedom was but a distant scream,
Lost in the heart of a shattered dream.
Through endless nights of searing pain,
The soul endured but felt the strain.
The cage of nightmares, a ceaseless snare,
Held captive in its cruel lair.
In the silence that followed, a sombre truth,
A reminder of lost youth.
The cage’s shadows left their mark,
A testament to dreams gone dark.
The iron bars, a grim embrace,
Marked the soul’s forsaken space.
In the stillness, memories weep,
Their echoes haunt the cage’s keep.
Within the silence, dread lingers still,
A ghostly reminder of fate’s cruel will.
The cage’s shadows left their scar,
A cruel remnant of dreams afar.
In the aftermath, a solemn truth,
A reminder of lost youth.
The cage’s shadows left their mark,
A testament to dreams gone dark.
Esther Elizabeth Racah
