Standing in a empty black room,
My tears fall on the floor,
Turning the gray stone a dark red,
My body begins to convulse,
And I open my mouth,
Letting out a chilling scream,
Sounding Like nails on a chalkboard,
My hands fly up begging to stop the pain,
No one is there to assist me,
I'm on my own,
Left to stare at the empty black room that surrounds me.

I fall to the floor,
Now making no effort to save myself,
I just lay there convulsing,
No longer screaming for help,
No longer waiting for someone to help me.
I just lay here,
Waiting to die.

some angsty teenager spew.