Chapter 2

Never Paradise


Its dark,
All I see is darkness,
Darkness …
My fingers graze a cold stone wall,
I hear a distant drip of water.
My fingers softly touch
A cold metal cylinder,
The bars of my prison.
Everything is so cold,
So cold…
I feel slight warmth,
It comes from an opening,
My fingers scan the wall,
I feel more metal,
The metal I cannot see.
I do not know if it is dark.
Because I am blind,
I cannot see.
Cannot see…
I sit down and hear the puff of dust rise from the floor.
My fingers touch a stone,
Maybe an escape.
I push it back and forth until I am tired.
I lay my head down,
And close my unseeing eyes,
I try to fall asleep in the well-known darkness.
A plea in my mind with hope,
That someone will hear me.
But I only hear myself,
Help me…