Trapped

The words are knocking at the windows, trying to get out. Trapped in claustrophobic recycled-air filled rooms they are forced to wait another day of click, click, click... faint humming...ring ring. And another day; click, click, click... faint humming...ring ring. And another day; click, click, click... faint humming...ring ring. And another day; click, click, click...faint humming...ring ring...until the words develop a terminal illness and die.