In the darkness of my cell, I am alone
Surrounded by cold concrete walls
Locked in by a steel meshed door
Twenty-four hours a day, nothing to break the silence

My only companions are the echoes of my thoughts
They bounce off the walls, taunting me
Mocking me with memories of a life that once was
But now feels like a lifetime ago

I lay on the concrete slab that serves as my bed
It's hard and unforgiving, like the hands of fate
I feel like I'm being lowered into a...