Pitch Black

You awake from a nightmare
and find the room pitch black
You notice your not on a bed
instead, a cold slab of concrete

Where am I you think
you try to move your legs
But their chained to the concrete
you begin to panic

Outside, you hear children laughing
you think of your own, and start to cry
You hear footsteps pounding up stairs
you yank the chain, hoping it would break

Something hard hits what could be a door
you stop yanking the chain to listen
You hear two voices behind the assumed door, Males
their planning something but you cant understand

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poem by Cree Stewart
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