You stole our golden gifts,
Replacing them with your own.
You know what you've done,
Yet pretend that you don't.
Your punishment is unusual,
Yet still very fitting.
Night after night,
You ask why you keep coming.
You hear familiar voices,
That you can't seem to place.
Your head begins pounding,
Your heart starts to race.
You're safest where you are,
So you don't try to escape.
Minutes pass like hours,
Hours like days.
You ask yourself, "Why?"
Feeling tired and confused.
We wonder something different;
Who are you?
