Tortured

Two minutes to go in this horrible heat. I can’t wait to be free and out of here. I see someone outside sitting in a seat, Watching, waiting, slowly sipping a beer. One minute to go and I’m starting to melt. I’m in so much pain I don’t know what to do. I try to yell, but it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt. I’m losing sensation and my feelings are few. Thirty seconds to go and all I can see now Is this person by the glass staring at me. I wish I could leave, but I don’t know how. Why is he licking his lips? What could it be? Only ten seconds to go, this is almost the end. I’m cooking to death and I can’t even weep. Five seconds to go and I can’t contend. It’s finally over, I am no more…BEEEEEEEP!