Speaking is impossible
Cold hands grip my throat
Hearts shake and tremble
Fists clench and unclench
You're a hostage here
And he won't let go
You're his and he won't give his victim up
You respond to him
Giving into your fear
You are perfect for his plans.
You are Anxiety's next girl.
YOU ARE READING
crystal clear insanity
De TodoPoems that i write in my spare time. a way to fight the insanity in my head read if you wish. thanks.
