The time grows longer.
Minutes now feel like days.
The slow ticking of the clock.
In my head forever stays.
My scenery never changing.
The walls only close further in.
Not sure where my world stopped.
And this one began.
This world so strange.
So different from mine.
Turns ever so slow.
Beyond normal time.
A dream where I cannot awake.
A hole where I continue to fall.
I reach out for control.
But I have none at all.
For now I am lost.
My hands bound in chain.
Wondering about my world.
Or if I'll see it again.
