Trapped.
Stuck in a room with two doors
One leading to the open world where time keeps going
One leading to the room where time stands still.
He looks, he moves, but he too is trapped.
Trapped in a body that is no longer perfect
Trapped in pain that will long remain.
Trapped.
Frozen in a world that goes on without me.
Words of smiling, cheerful people mock me in my ice-cold world.
Words of happy, pain-free people tell me how things will be.
He calls, he cries, but he too is trapped.
Trapped in a place of danger
Trapped in war beyond his control.
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