In a lonely prison Crafted from crimson, I am confined Here, silence reigns, An empty space For the condemned to stay Darkness casts over all, Leaving nary a sliver of light In a lonely prison Crafted from crimson, I stare at towering walls Within them, I see those Who are damned, Just as I am The distorted faces groan, Pleading for their Suffering to end Someday, I will be Just like them Left to rot in this hell, Past mistakes making For miserable company In a lonely prison Crafted from crimson, In this world of blood And soiled memories, I remain, regretting eternally Here I will stay, For the rest of my days
© 21 May 2019, by Haley Scully
Introverted Creativity 