I wonder how this came to be?

I wonder when this all began?

I wonder who, or what, caused this?

There are many things I wonder, as I sit here. Hands and ankles chained to the dirty, cold, hard, ground, In an enclosed  space. My unhealthy skinny body curled close together to try and receive some type of warmth.

I wonder why it must be so cold and dark?

I haven't seen any type of light in what felt like forever, I'm not really sure anymore.

The only thing I've heard is the echoes.

The echoes of pleading voices.
The echoes of footsteps, as they drag the still screaming bodies away.

I wonder what happens to them?

Do they kill them?
Or do they just take them somewhere?

I wonder why we're here?

Locked up in this hell hole.
No interaction with anyone.

I wonder what happened to everyone else?

I try and think back on old memories.
But I can think of nothing.
Have I really forgotten what my past life was?
Or did I never have a past life?

I wonder how things would be if I wasn't here right now?

I wonder what I would be doing?

I wonder if I have any friends or family in a past life? In a better life.

The echoes of footsteps returned.
Here to take another person today.
Then leave and come again tomorrow.

I wonder what it's like outside this cell?

I think before my door was pushed open.
There stood two people.
One walked over and unlocked my chains. Grabbing a strong grip on my arm that was sure to leave a bruise.

Well...

At least I won't have to wonder any longer.

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