Maybe

*slam* Someone must've got sent here too. I try to see who but this straight jacket is not that much help. I scream, but nobody hears me. Maybe it's a guy. Maybe I can finally get out of here. I try taking this thing off, I did it. I try to see who came but I see nothing.
"Let me out", I hear the person say. Must not know that the guards could care less. But then I hear *bam* the person is done for. I walk around the padded room looking for a way to get out of here. No way. No how.

Maybe I can still feel the blood on my hands. Your blood. I can still hear your sweet scream. As I laugh as you get stabbed. I stabbed you. I can still hear you. Why did I do that? I will never know. But I can still hear the soft hum of your voice. Go away. I always shout as I hear you.

Maybe I will never hear you again. It is my time. I sit on the chair. The electricity runs through my body. I scream. I laugh.

My time has come and gone.