Trapped; Locked Inside

Think, Think!
All of my trials have proved futile.
My eyes can’t blink.
Let me try and dig a few tiles

The door is heavy,
It can only be broken from outside.
My heart is heavy,
It might just break out from inside.

Let me lie down here,
And wait on God to receive my soul.
Wait, what is that there?
Oh God, it is the Pigeon Hole…

Younglan