They found me hiding under the stairwell
There were three or four of them
I couldn't really tell
They used chloroform to knock me out
They placed it over my nose and mouth
When I came to, my eyes felt like lead
My head pounded and my nose bled
They gagged me and sat me down on a broken wooden chair
They burnt chunks out of my hair
The room was dark, not a drizzle of light
There were too many of them, for me to fight
I couldn't scream, I tried to shout
No words came out of my mouth
My face was swollen, my lips dry
I could not move, it was difficult to comprehend why
Shots were fired in the air
Sounds of scrambling everywhere
They fled the scene as fast as they could
And left me to die in this dangerous neighborhood.
