I feel caught
In the hands of a beast.
I walk a dark hall
All by myself.
Where is everyone?
Am I dead?
Did they leave me?
I hate being alone.
Does nobody care?
Do they not hear my screams?
What did I do
To deserve all this?
I want to die.
I want to leave.
At least then
I won't be caught
In the hands of the beast.
