The Hall

I walk the halls of hell
waiting to be rescued,
Not knowing when
someone will show.

I sit in a corner
thinking..thinking,
I wait for him
to beat me.

He creeps to my room
wanting me to bleed and scream,
I scream but no one shows
to show they care.

I stare into the eyes
of a young one,
I have seen her future
not knowing if I can stop it.

I'm looking into the
the hall of hell,
I see young one
and I hear her cries.

I walk up to show her
I care,
I take her pain
and screams.

Young ones desperate
plees have been answered,
I have cared
I have stopped to listen.

I walk into the halls
of hell to remember everything,
I have not forgotten,
I will not forget.