The NJ Press

Iron...I tasted my own blood with dry cracked lips....I heard small noises...what is this? I can barely move...can't bend at the knee...as i lay on my back...i felt newspaper under me...

I felt pee...drizzle down my thigh...I baked with sweat...i hollered and scratched...was this even real...I am trapped in a box...trapped in my own filth...buried deep..hitting my head again and again

Who could do this to me...am i no longer a man...my muscles have lost all strength...minutes feel like hours as i run out of air...i can't scream anymore...its so dark...

Who did this to me! Who did this to me! Who did this to me! Fuck!!!!

"I did the best I could"