My Own Prison

My stomach is turning it’s clearly filled up my body is yearning to cum in this cup where are my days when shit came so freely? caught in a daze i’m feeling it’s fury trapped in this place with nothing to do hopelessly I wait here waiting for my cue i’m getting so bored even contemplating masturbation i’m trying my best to fight this constipation *thought i'd try my hand at humour, enjoy*