Separated from the World
The walls of death surround us
Seeming as if they inch closer to us everyday
We are concealed by a wooden shelf
A shelf that separates us from the outer world
Yet seeming to protect us from evil and the death that lies ahead
We all fall in
One by one into the pit of darkness
Never again to see our loved ones
Never again to see the sun shine
Never again to be free in this once unified world
