I cannot escape the blinding light that’s creeping from the windows of this hollow room.
I have been lying in this wretched bed for what feels like an entire lifetime.
I cannot seem to leave this horrible place.
I am trapped.
My wrists are bleeding.
I have been trying to remove the chains that are strongly clasping my wrists but I am unsuccessful.
I haven’t eaten anything yet.
I am extremely famished.
My throat has gone dry. I cannot utter a single word.
I tried to scream, but not a single whisper escaped from my mouth.
I am afraid.
I keep on seeing things that seem to be non-existent.
Have I gone mad?
I see a man’s face.
He seems awfully familiar.
I cry.
I feel an excruciating pain inside my chest.
The man smiles at me.
I instantly feel calmer.
He places his hands on my cheek and I feel a desperate need to reach out and touch him.
I can’t.
He disappears.
I feel a great emptiness inside of me.
He has left me, again.
Again?
I don’t understand.
I remember being in his arms.
I remember myself laughing at his jokes.
I remember resting my head on his shoulders.
I remember…
We were happily chatting on our way here, our hands were clasped.
Suddenly his mood changed as we got closer to this awful place.
He looked me in the eye and said that we needed to talk.
What did I do?
I felt my heart stop as he told me that he was leaving me.
NO! I shrieked.
I cannot stop the tears from running down my cheeks.
I pushed him away as he tried to touch my face.
He took a step back.
Don’t leave me… I begged.
But he wouldn’t listen.
He’s gone.
He has left me here.
But he visits me a lot. Ha-ha.
He couldn’t stand being away from me.
But he doesn’t stay too long.
And for that, I am sad.
I could only catch a glimpse of him.
I often forget who he is but I will always remember.
I have gone immobile without him.
I haven’t moved a single muscle since the day he left.
I am paralyzed.
I am stuck here at the exact same spot where he left me.
He has left me torn and incapable of feeling.
I love him, yes.
But I never told him how much I do.
I try to break the chains that bind me to him.
I can’t.
Each day that passes-the more it tightens its grip on me.
The more I struggle to get free, the stronger it becomes.
The more I bleed, the more I crave for his presence.
The more I bleed, the more I know he is gone.
The more I try to forget him, the weaker I become.
The more I push him away, the closer he gets.
I am confined to this place.
His aura continues to wash over me.
I cannot escape.
Help me.
Please.
I am trapped.
Wrote this along time ago for someone I used to love more than anything. Finally I'm free from you.