Into the pit....

"In any case, there's bound to be much crying.
But the oubliette alone will let you think while dying."

- Cat's Cradle, Kurt Vonnegut

(Picture taken by Erin Forbes 2006)

Bound and caged;

trapped in a haze;

wandering with nowhere to go.

You smile and laugh

at the voice in your head,

and wonder if you've spoken out loud.

Crying,

slowly dying;

losing your mind one piece at a time.

The only torture is that

which you imposed on yourself,

in your time of self-destruction.

The binds that hold you

are the ones you created,

and any change in them you, yourself have made.

The cage you are in,

you built alone,

with the intention of keeping others out.

You've succeeded in this,

but you've trapped yourself in

with nowhere to go and limited help.

Now you stand

looking up at the light,

curious to whether someone is looking down.

Bound and caged;

thinking about how long it's been since you put yourself

into the pit...