She sits alone on a cold stone floor <br />There're not a window, nor a door <br />Her mouth is dry as she gasps for a breath. <br />She is on the elevator of death. <br /> <br />As darkness falls, she lifts her head <br />She asks the shadow, if she is dead. <br /> <br />Darkness consumes her. Heart. Soul and mind. <br />The shadow replys ' Now, you are mine.'<br /><br />Cassie Lee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-elevator-of-death/
