Trapped
More time is gone and lost
my heart that i've given
has been tossed
the wind breaks in angry snarls
against my face
bitterly growling; like a lone wolf
lost in the dark
snapping at those who try to help
never letting out a feeble yelp
i feel the blood run down my cheeks
like tears
it's warm an dlanguid, it covers my exposed
flesh
mixing with the dirt caked on my bloodied hands
where the chains lock and glisten
under the full moon
the glow illuminates my flesh
the blood is colored black
there is no mirror
i can't see my face and eyes
i close them, but one tear escapes, as i cry
i wonder, "why?"
then, suddenly, voices in the south break about
the old cobble stone walls
they echo swiftly through these prison halls
only my wrists are chained; my feet move freely
two shadows, blocking the corridors light, their
voices are incoherent whispers as their eyes do stare back
as my adrenaline wanes
pretty soon it will be death that i do feign
the incoherent whispers grow more silent
as they avert their gaze and continue on down
the hall,
scratching a sword along the wall;
causing a screech to break out among the stones
i cover my ears with chained hands until the sound
disappears
when its gone, my eyes explode with tears
sobbing gasps escape my lips
my body crumbles to the cold ground
adrenaline has faded,
hysteria has taken over
my body shakes and the sobs desist and
begin to smother
the night grows silent as the moon
doth rise
and i try to ignore and prevent myself
from staring directly into deaths eyes
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