I was out wandering one day,
Thinking to myself along the way.
Of many things that trouble my mind,
Things of my past that I can't leave behind.
While I was out I did not suspect,
That a man was targeting me direct.
He soon got closer till it was too late,
I was now sealed to a horrible fate.
He hit my head and I passed out,
Even if I could I would not shout.
Then I felt my body being dragged,
Through the forest he zigged and zagged.
I was waking up and sitting down,
All my world was spinning round.
Where was I and how did I get here,
Then a voice started to draw near.
He spoke to me with a voice so cold,
He sounded very frail and very old.
But under his deceit I knew his lie,
That I could not escape even if I try.
What he did next I could not believe,
He talked to me more to try and deceive.
But once again I saw through his fib,
So he took a knife and stuck it in my rib.
Now I was bleeding and in much pain,
The man just watched and tried to abstain.
I knew he'd hurt me again just for fun,
There was nothing I could do not even run.
Another blade went across my skin,
And again another started to sink in.
My blood was starting to come quickly,
Brinking the surface and spilling out thickly.
He laugh and roared,
And more blades soared.
My red blood spilled,
His darkness fulfilled.
I knew that he would not stop,
When he went to pick up a mop.
He then struck hardly me with the wood,
I knew that this would not end good.
Badly beaten I laid in pain,
He left me there almost slain.
How could one man be so sick?
He finally killed me with a brick.
