"no one is going to save me"
"no one is going to save me"
"no one is going to save me"
he chanted those words again and again and again, as if those were magic words that could actually save him from the misery.
he scraped the ground with bare, bloody fingers. alone in the thick dark pressing onto his skin.
"no one is going to save me"
not when he scares everything away.
"no one is going to save me"
not when he chained himself in the pit
"no one is going to save me"
every one of them who had lend a hand fell down and faded. some left others lie. they lie. they lie. they lie. pity him. pity him. the poor, helpless child. pity how he wouldn't take of the chains. pity how he mocks himself. because no one is going to save him. not when he asked for it.