Pengalim or the Pit?
I`ll scream alone in the valley of darkness.
Shiver at the cold of the shadow that befalls me.
Feel the breath of him across my ear as he whispers.
"You belong to me."
Back away and trip on a rock.
Footprints of blood down my path.
I can feel him behind me as he runs with the key to my prison.
"Leave me alone!"
Hissing in the wind and darkness all around.
Fear that fills and fear that numbs.
Pain inside and pain outside.
"Go back to your prison."
Rattle the chains and run from the pain.
Feel the cold of sweat down my back.
Fear again, cold and numb.
"I`ll never go back!"
Tripping in a frenzy,
Running through puddles of blood,
Crying tears long denied.
"You have no choice."
Stopping at a cliff.
Pondering my fate.
The pengalim or the pit?
"Yes I do."
Wind across my face.
Water knives at my heart,
Blood screaming to live.
"You`ve been taken back."
Kneeling over me he stands.
Eyes with pride at his kill.
Than guilt as the bars close on him.
"What have I done?"