Torture

In a dark, dank, dungeon
I cry out for help
but no one hears me calling
I feel the fear, the pain
My eyes sting from the tears
my body hurts from the torture

I close my eyes
and go to places unknown
trying to escape the pain
the pain that they inflict on my body
on my soul
I feel my heart bleeding
my skin burning
burning with their evil

The burning hot pain that I feel
I cannot block from my mind
I try to travel back to the memories
the good memories of my childhood
thinking of my love, the love that left me behind
I know she loved me but she had to go
I try to find that place in her heart
I want to climb in where I am safe
I cry out again, but no one hears

Why are you doing they doing this to me
I just don't understand
I am meek, I am shy, I don't bother anyone
so why must they do this to me
Oh I know, they are evil, the purest form of evil
Satan's spawn
You do this to me in his name? Who gave you that right?
I feel myself growing angry
white hot anger that sears through my soul
But I will not let you take my soul, my love of God
You are persecuting me in the name of my Lord
Don't you know that one day I will reign at his right hand
and all of you will burn, burn with the one evil that you so love

I cry out again, but no one hears
I pray to the Lord to ease the pain
I know he hears me
I feel His loving peace wash over my body
His arms envelope me, freeing me from the torture
if even for a few short minutes
I cried out and someone finally heard.............