I see myself imprisoned in a dark room
Chained, starved, alone, it feels like a doom.
Drugged, can’t see anything clear
Trying harder, not a single voice to hear.
A hanging bulb goes on and off irregularly
A manly figure starts to appear slowly.
My heart pounds for some unknown fear
Sound of his approaching boots I can hear.
Screaming, crying but all in vain
My whole body feels an unbearable pain.
Ripping off my skin, he gets an impure pleasure
The demon burns me down there.
Lying on the floor, profusely bleeding
I know that voice, the demon’s laughing.
Suddenly all the darkness goes away
The demon disappears
The light comes from that way
It’s just my bedroom windows.
Sweat all over my skin and horribly messy is my hair
The fear hasn’t gone yet, the heart still beats faster
Though the nascent sunlight opened my eyes, it was a nightmare
But I can’t forget, I had been there with my abuser…
IN THE TORTURE ROOM