It was at night that I was enslaved,
The light of day and God leaving us to be surrounded by darkness,
Only the fire providing us light using the flesh of millions to stay standing,
The delusions of safety taken away to be replaced by fear,
It was here that I was stripped,
Stripped of my innocence,
Stripped of my love and care,
Stripped of my faith in God,
Stripped of everything that I thought I was,
I was nothing but a body,seeking self preservation above anything else,
Struggling to remember the person I was before this,
But not a trace of them to be found within me,
Dangling between life and death I was not sure about my choice,
Should I live surrounded by pain and suffering,
Or can I resign myself death and quit,
But even as I question my choice I know what I want,
SURVIVAL and that is what eventually occurred,
It was at night that I was enslaved and it is through the night that I am being set free again,