Thursday 28 November 2013

The Dungeon

The dark black Dungeon 
Cold, Wet, Empty
Where am I, Why am I here
Is This my punishment for living
For believing we all had a choice
I still hear the screams, the cry's
Like someone was in pain
That nobody knew what was going on
They were yelling at her, she was yelling at them
They said she couldn't go
She said she could if she wanted
They said, if shge did
She didn't matter to them anymore
She asked them why they couldn't accept her
They laughed and said
You're a freak, an Outcast
Where would you ever belong
She thought she had a choice to leave
To be free, To finally be accepted
But they new life became old
They already knew everything about her
Her life
Her darkness
Her Pain
And The one secret she never told
They judged her and made fun of her
Told her lies and stabbed her in the back
She couldn't take the pain of all the hatred
She wanted to leave it all behind
So she took her own life
And she woke up in the dungeon
A voice echoed in the hallway
"WELCOME TO HELL"


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