Sound of sobbing stroke him
It was so familiar yet he failed to regain it
He was wrapped around like a baby
But could not fathom the space.
Opened his eyes to the darkness
And tried calling for his warmth
But the voice was so squeaky
I doubt that his thoughts could hardly hear it?
All those crooked things he had done
Began to manifest before him
Doing in secrecy made him secure
But forgot he was being watched.
Noted the footsteps;
Heading away from him
Fear started to crawl towards his heart
And body felt numb to run away.
Realization punched him
He was alone in that jammed space
Claustrophobia replaced with the fear of his deeds
Now he wished for a miracle ; to revive his actions
Never did he know, every second in his life was an opportunity.