Calling out for help, but no
Sound is coming from my dry mouth.
My hands and feet tied together
With who knows what.
Not knowing exactly where
I am in complete darkness
It's cold and dark where I am.
Is it a well, or a building in which
I feel anxiety swirling inside
I'm scared, lost to the light, and no one
knows where I can be found.
I repeatedly call out for help over, and
Over again, but no one hears my cries
Tired now, but unable to keep
My eyes open.
The darkness consumes me,
And no longer do I see daylight.