im trapped
i can feel the walls closing in
is it true what he says?
are they all fake?
im in pain
i want to run away
but i love him
he told me to stay
to never leave
im his
he hurts me
again and again
its a cycle
but i love him
he says he loves me too
the red ink in my skin proves it
the art he does
purple and yellow
is a way to remember
hes there for me
always by my side
i shall obey him
because in the end
im just a puppet
in his life
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PoetryI locked myself on a prison inside my mind and I dont even know how to escape #1 𝔦𝔫 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔱𝔯𝔶 #1 𝔦𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰 #1 𝔦𝔫 𝔰𝔞𝔡𝔮𝔲𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰 #1 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 #1 𝔦𝔫 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔢 #1 𝔦𝔫 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱...
