Taken Away Poem by leen Akel MNSR

kill me now
Or leave me to bow
I'm scared and I fear
My torturer will hear

My screams are loud
And he is always with a crowd
I want to run
But he is having too much fun

Mocking me that's his game
Though it was never his aim
Look at him now
Thinking he has fame
But really he is as small as a grain

Hands behind my back
Slowly making my bones crack
My hunger is extending
On him I'm depending

Crying to myself at night
Waking up feeling ready to fight
More and more insults coming my way
New better ones everyday

Under me a puddle of blood
My small room ready to flood
Wiping it away that is all he does
Cutting my skin just because

He is bored looking for fun
Leaving me alone
He goes for a run
Silence that is all I hear
But in reality I'm full of fear