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Cuffed
I'm in my own home and I'm cuffed.
I'm trapped in my mind and its rough.
I watch the pendulum on the clock.
Life's moving along. Tick. Tock.
The ambulance is coming for a death.
The police is also coming for the meth.
I froze with my hands on my head.
There's no one left. They all fled.
The hand moves closer to nine.
I'm still cuffed in my mind.
Someone kicks open the door
Shoving my face to the floor.
The person put cuffs on my hands.
I whisper, "You don't understand."
I left my child in the house alone
And this is how I found her when I got home.
