Trapped

Funnel spinning taking everything
but the flower that stands in the ground
caging the flower in till it rips apart
The sound of hope soon turns
into the sound of danger
and beam of sunlight turning
into the sunlight of hell
Being slowly suffocated by the winds of the devil
but staying strong with the hands of god
The danger turns into torture
and the time ticks till the
danger has taken over the
body of a trapped soul