• Trapped in a place I do not know
    No place to hide
    No place to go

    I wish I could run, but my legs are not there
    I look down but there is only air

    I see a man in the distance
    I call out for help within an instance

    I look away, but then look back
    He is in my face just like that

    "Please," I beg him, "What's going on?"
    He stares at me like nothing is wrong

    "My dear young lady do not fright.
    For you are going to a place filled with light

    But now you must wake to take one final breath,
    For tonight will be your very own death."