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.