The hard rough couch,

The cold of the night,

The door swung open by the wind,

The smell of hot beer,

The confusion,

The terror-oh the terror,

The sound of leather,

The heat of pain and of my shaking body,

The yells of a sadistic man,

The cry of a mother,

The cries of a child,

Confess,

Confess,

Confess!

I didn’t do it,

But I say I did,

Confess for peace,

The peace comes.

A chair,

A door bolted,

A single blanket,

A cold night,

The warmth of a dog,

The hard floor,

No more pain,

Its peace…