Belly of the Beast
Bewitched and belittled
To a meager grain
In the belly of the beast
A particle
In it's food chain
An item in it's feast
Befallen to
The pit of doom
Obstructed from far mercy
A prisoner
Trapped in it's womb
Trying to break, overtly
Further, further
Down it pulls
Just trying to digest me
Trying, trying
Hard to bull
From out the pains that fest me
Inside that womb
I'm not alone
There's hefty population
Trying so hard
To get back home
To get back to salvation
Break free from out
This piping pit
This stifling suffocation
Free from the toils, where
Screams omit
Inside it's trepidation
There chambered
In the foulest bowels
Inside the foulest monster
Hearing the angst
Of sinful howls
Smells like the foulest dumpster
Into it's gut
I spear a hole
And feel the freshest air
I want to breathe
My only goal's
To make it back out there
Raking from
This drowning pool
So savagely and brazen
With hands and feet
Untamed and cruel
Before we reach the basin
Against the clock
We all contrive
For many will not make it
Fighting the tides
Just to survive
Refused, to be forsaketh
Atlast, I'm freed
I've broken out
Out from that grim decay
The slender few
Out and about
To see another day
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