Cement Hall

May 17, 2012
By Taylor12 SILVER, Helena, Montana
Taylor12 SILVER, Helena, Montana
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In this cold cell I’ve been locked up by people they say they care,
I guess they don’t.
There’s water dripping from the ceiling,
Covering the floor.
Down the cement hall is an object.
The heavy metal bar door sealing me in from the world opened.
Making my way down the way the object became clear as crystal,
It was my heart,
Poisoned,
Stabbed,
Bleeding out.
The only thing I can do is stand there in pain.


The author's comments:
What do we do with this pain?

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