destruction of the second degree

dark and quiet without a sound,

no one is here, no one is around.

The sense of suffocation is abound.

The search for an exit I commence,

the feeling of failure is intense,

there is no path to seek penance.

In the darkness I tremble and fall,

the cry for help is my only call,

futile my attempt, for every side is a wall.

There is no escape from this wretched place,

no matter how well I can plead my case,

I am excommunicated from my pace;

for an injustice I committed that was not wrong
I saved the lives of four not strong
and condemned myself to a life of darkness
for friendship and loyalty are my greatest weakness.