Stranded
Everyday is the same to me,
from being abducted in this conspiracy
someone help me as i fight,
they won't let me out of sight,
punching and throwing is all they do,
I won't get this life to presue.
Set me free and break these chains
Instead of having these bad blood stains
so take this bag off of my head
so i can see the light again,
Sitting in a dark room with no one near
My screams for help fade out before someone can hear
The room is silent for what feels like years
until i hear someone come up the stairs
I kick and i scream because that's all i can do
Just wishing and hoping that i come out alive
The needle goes deep in my hand,
im slowly sinking like quick sand,
i look at him then he laughs,
he slowly starts to cut a body in half.
Terrified by what i see,
then he starts walking towards me.-
The door gets busted in and i see the light,
Tons of cops show up in sight,
the guy looks behind then gets mad,
stabs me in the chest two guys dead.
Copyright © Brentlee Rohr | Year Posted 2007
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