there it is again that feeling of being suffocated
that feeling of your no longer in control of your life.
The fact that the cage is now chains and barb wire cutting into flesh as it rusts into the skin.
The wounds are deep scars fill the body. Will she ever be saved will she ever be free.
The only quickest way is death the biggest error of them all.
But sometimes the quickest way to get away from it all.
You try everything but nothing seems to work no matter how hard you try to please.
It seems to that its not good enough. Her life no longer a beautiful thing but an ugly mass of destruction.
She shutters from the inside out. The broken pieces fall tot he floor.
Can someone put the pieces back together again?

By Raven Alexander
Or will the gaping hole of darkness and decay consume the pieces.