WALL TO WALL DEATH

This place, cold and damp, my wrists hurting from the clamps.
Trying to realize the situation, caused by my own certain creation,
while he rolled the bricks upon the ramps.
"I’m sorry." He did not even listen.
"My god, I’m sorry!" Not even a flinch, from this man working within this room of stench,
upon the sweet his body glisten.

Every brick was in it’s meticulous place,
and with the stroke of mortar, I would remember her beautiful face.
Her beauty would cost me her love, and my life,
I should have known better to love another man’s wife,
and now she was gone, taken away all trace.

I can’t see his belt, it has left my eyes, it is gone, I can’t see it, my god where is it?
He is fast, much too fast, I closed my eyes and cried.
"You don’t mean to kill me, do you?
My body quivered a fit,
as he looked up, smiled, and said "I lied".

"You like what your doing, you enjoy this."
"Your sick, I could give you money, you would be rich".
"Then all this could end you son of a bitch".

He was cold mythological, kept on working,
I saw his smile with every brick to his wall.
"My god, six months you have kept me here".
As I said this, from within my eye to upon my lip, I taste a tear.
He kept on working, and at this point I knew I was to die.
To him, to the end, now I will show no fear.

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Light was now ready to abandon me, his eyes were all I could see,
they were burning upon me.
And now upon the final brick, I felt a sickness deep in side.
How long could I last? How long could he hide?
My thoughts were moving too fast, and my fears were along for the ride.

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I awake again, the fourth day? I don’t know.
No light or sound within this death den.
My mind wonders how many days of darkness I can live through,
before I am found cold and blue.
Maybe another day, maybe two.

A rage built within this solitude of madness, and I began to jerk frantically with my arms.
Without warning, bricks began to fall upon me, sending me into a sudden alarm.
I fell to the ground.
"I’m free". So I thought, and made sure I was not heard,
and a while longer gave no sound.
Now, the way out, I sought.

I could feel the holes on the wall where I pulled away.
My mind was led astray,
for it was soft, and easy to crumble, giving me easy access.
The situation did not add,
but none the less, this was freedom, nothing less.
"Please god give me the strength to remove this wall".
This left I had.

I entered, it was so dark, darker than before.
I ran forward with fear pushing me to find a door.
My arms outstretched, moving forward with out sight.
My hands ran into something soft, moist, moving like Jell-O.
Then a single small, faint light came on, with a sickening glow.
And I could see in horror, this was all a sick plan, for I looked below.
My hands dripped with the remains of his wife I loved six months ago.

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Life left in me.......some.
But now death, I welcome.