Seven Letter Word for a Trap
Gabriel Duncan

This pitfall stinks
It's cold and damp
The walls are too steep now
I forgot to build a ramp
 
If musky were feeling
And horrid were smell
I'd wager a guess
To call this a well
 
Of course, what is done
Is gone to "far away"
But the memories still linger
And the hurt wants to stay
 
If I weren't so awake
Unconscious be damned
Then things might just go
Exactly as I planned
 
But my race to evolve
Found me bust from the start
I let my courage dissolve
And my resolve fall apart
 
If I could climb
I'd be at the top
But my way out is slow
And I know I can't stop