It's cold and dark.
I have no idea where I am anymore.
My stomach makes loud rumbling noises.
Begging for food.

I see shadows dancing in the corner.
My eyes burn when I close them.
Tears going down my cheek.
I rock back and forth.
I want to go home.

I hear evil creeping down the hallway.
The loud footsteps getting closer.
The nervous feeling in my body grows stronger.
My body shaking uncontrollably.

I hear the cries of the other prisoner.
I slowly make my way to greet the shadows.
I hear evil playing with the other prisoners
When will it be my turn?
I hope not to soon.

I listen as the footsteps get closer.
Then I hear the keys dangling.
I look evil in its eyes but I can't see them.
Will this be my last hour alive?

Evil then unleashes me from its grasp
I ran out and saw the other prisoners.
Are we getting executed?
No we are going home.
Finally I can rest easy.