Dark and Gloomy

It's dark and gloomy,

Where I am bound.

mind telling me to scream,

Scream loud.

My mouth separates not,

My hands I find bound behind me around.

A pole, in my back.

Scream, Scream loud racing through my mind let it out.

Still how a noise as of a moan a whisper.

Breaking through the tape on my lips.

Heavy breathing is the sound, not just mine.

Wishing I could see what lay in front of me.

Dark and gloomy how can this be.

I kick, someone I hit.

The attacker, could this be.

Laid asleep in front of me.

The sent, of blood so strong,

My stomach turns.

Is it theirs, or mine

In shock from being bound.

Feeling, for what I can, my hands moving an inch.

Maybe two. What feels like a knife I start to cut

Through.

Breaking my hands Free.

Quiet as can be.

Still in fear

I emerge so swiftly, ripping the tape from my lips.

I bring the knife up with a scream.

Piercing down on the attacker.

Now slipping in a puddle of blood.

Trying to run, and run fast.

Feeling my way around, stairs I find.

A door opens to the attacker with a gun.

Bang - Bang

Down, as I fall before my last breath turn

To find another who laid at my feet.

Was bound just like me.