Trapped

My teeth hurt.
My hands are dry.
Roughness has left it’s mark.
My eyes are fixated on the seeping light.

How long have I been here?
Months may have passed yet
The days slipped away with your insanity
Any calendar of this belongs to you.

If I knew where I was…
If I knew the combination.
4..6..17...left…9.…right… 42?
What good would it do on the inside?

How evident you make your ownership
When your key slips into the lock.
And my eyes burn.
Again I’m in darkness but not alone.

I feel your touch… your manicured hands.
You must be rich.
I must be one of many…you are…
Ravishing me. Whoever you are.

Water in buckets. Warm and cold..
I scramble, following the scent of hot soup.
Welcomed by my cracked lips.
I feel my heartbeat again.

I wonder if you have a family.
Or…If I’m in your basement.
Your wife and children, two floors above me.
Eating soup.

Yet, they would have heard me.
All of my screaming… it was so loud.
Before I lost all will to live.
Now, I don't even have the energy to cry.

I remember scratching the walls.
Shaking and embracing my fear.
Letting the dripping of leaky pipes
Drive me insane.

How long will you keep me here?
FUCKING ANSWER ME!
I want out of this dungeon!
PLEASE! Please….

I can imagine the news reports.
“The search for the missing teenager has ended.
Although police will continue to be on the lookout,
The majority of people have lost all hope.”


I’m going to die here..
I’d kill myself if I could.
I’m so afraid and I just want to know
…Why me?






by..Laura.