this is a pretty cool poem. you could literally be talking about jail or figuratively about another topic, i.e., trapped behind yourself and dealing with the pain of no outside istance to get you out of this vortex-like depression. i am not a fan of using the word "thing" or "things" in my pieces, but it is your piece, so whatever you feel fits the persona of it best is the word you go with. :)
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