Cemented walls are what keep me encaged
Darkness, the trickster, is who I won’t befriend
However, a door exists and I pray for escape
Hope?
Peering into the keyhole, a being on the other side wears the key
It dangles lifelessly around their neck…

Can they hear me?!
Please, do they sense someone else is present and let me go?
The prisoner locked away for the wrong reason
the thought of a second chance arises
Will there be a right time when I will be free again?

They begin to pace back and forth as if a thought is bothering them
Silent, oblivious, of another near, they begin to walk away
Gasping for air and fear of loss, shouts pierce and echo
No reply
No response
Nothing…

No change or sense of noticing the unfortunate one
Abandoned…