Midnight Lamentation

Stockholm

I turn my eyes around and stare at the aged clock,
I can feel my hands getting wet from anxiety,
Tick-tock tick-tock the time is getting close,
But the wait feels like eternity,

Sitting in the center of a four cornered room,
My limbs are chained but my heart is free,
Candid pictures of mine taped on the wall,
It was dark yet i feel no fear,

I can slowly hear hurried footsteps getting closer,
Very different from the normal gentle steps I always hear,
There is no humming of that sad old song but sounds of siren can be heard,
Light illuminated my small haven,
The anticipation turned to apprehension,
Unfamiliar faces appear
Wearing blue uniform with guns on their hips,

Your angelic face is no where to be seen,
Where are you?
Fear slowly consume my soul,

People in blue comforted me with words,
But no words can calm the storm within me,
They said you're my abductor but only I know that you're my savior,

They said my father is with them and I'm safe now,
I trembled in terror,

They thought they saved me from destruction but they only brought my nightmare back,

I saw that man slowly walking towards me,
Tears falling from his eyes but only I can see through his deceit,

They thought they captured the evildoer,
But they only lure the real monster....