I stared outside my window wondering when I will get out of here in this basment thats cold and has bad moldy smell.
Im counting down everyday im here to get out of this cell i call hell.
Im crying and yelling in pain trying to break out of these chains all i see all day is dark i never see the light my eyes are going blind please just let me leave.
I need to pray to god in here and hope and beleive everything will be alright.
Im tired and hungry i want to go home i wanna be set free i wanna live again i miss my friends i miss my family they must be worried ive been missing.
Its been many years ive been missing no one will reconize me no more i have been aging.
Im just gonna keep hope and stay positive that in the end of all this torture ill see the light i miss the nice fresh sun Tonight im gonna win this fight.
©nini100
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