(read forward, then backward, line by line)

I ran.
Not knowing what else to do
There was so much blood on my hands
It was mine
The kitchen knife
Caught in my chest
Guilt
Consumed by
Fear
I was heightened by
Adrenaline
But running on
Wasn’t enough
While trying to stay calm,
Losing control
It was me that would end up
Dead. Because
He was
In front of me
The whole time
It was too late
Trapped
I found myself
Locked in chains
My fate was
Death.

Life became frigid
Like a world of permafrost
or a soldier's stare

This is the escape
The only one he seems to have
And yet
He can't find the time
To get out

Once upon a time
When I was in my prime
Happiness was all I felt
Now everyday I have to deal with a belt
My skin used to be fair
Now nowhere is bare
Discoloration and lines
Hurt of all kinds
They have become my comfort
But also make me suffer
I press them down
And tears rise making me drown
Pain slowly recedes and leaves a slight sting
But I don’t care and continue to cling
The pain reminds me that I am still alive
As I can’t help but want to survive
So I battle on
And fight to see another dawn
At least I am not bleak
And I may be a freak
But I will just keep going
Even if it's just me and my colors that keep growing