taken

i hear the whispers I hear the laughing

I feel the pain I feel my shaking

I see the crowd I see the ending

smell the alcohal I smell the sweating

I taste the poison I taste their kissing

frozen in place no where to go

a little mouse caught by the pride

as they take turns putting on their show

and finally my mind leaves to hide 

the darkest of truths I'll never speak

how I was taken without a squeek