• Locked in the tower,
    I await my fate,
    For I have committed a terrible sin.
    Blood stained my beautiful white dress,
    Blood and tears.

    Locked in the tower,
    I look in the mirror,
    To see the face of a killer.
    Dark hair was plastered to my face,
    Dark hair around crazed eyes.

    Locked in the tower,
    I begin to pace,
    Impatient with worry,
    Worry of my impending future.
    I hear footsteps outside my door,
    And get ready to be taken,
    Taken somewhere,
    Anywhere,
    Inside this hell hole I like to call home.