He locked me in his atmosphere so tight, he squeezed I couldn't breath...I struggled, I fight.
He clipped my wings and took away from me something within

I've never creeped yet he would follow me, lurking in my shadows. He became my nightmare, in my thoughts he appeared so vividly.

I was driven mad, I was always sad as I lost the space I had. "Don't do this, don't wear that"...I wasn't a ******* handicap! I start a fire to turn him into ashes, now I was losing all righteousness I had.

I was a victim in my own skin, I drew from him his curse of sins... Scorned and dangerous... I hurt even when words were unspoken. "I love you, please stay" was all he could say.

I looked hell in the face as I slowly broke away. No I refuse to be controlled, I just cannot be controlled. His obsession grew old and I grew tired of it all, I wanted it no more.


S.B