Veils cover my eyes
I’m blinded by the lights that I can’t see
Clothing covers every part of me
My skin is burned by the sun that never shines
Duct tape prevents me from speaking
The silence cuts you more than my words ever could
A cloth is pressed to my nose
Your cologne still manages to seep through
Cotton is stuffed in my ears
Yet your cries of anguish pierce my soul
Locked in a lit room with only four walls for comfort
I’m more liberated than ever before