Within

One.

                                                           || Trapped ||

She could already smell it the blood the never ceasing blood. She tried so hard to squirm out of the sharp blades that connected her to the chair in where she was forced upon but the adrenalin to escape was quickly fading. Without it she wasn’t strong enough.  Blinded by the blazing dark she couldn’t see a thing but nevertheless that did not comfort her. Beads of sweat formed along her creasing forehead.

A loud thud announced his arrival. His presences alone made her limp body tremble of pure fear. That’s what this menacing creature is a combination of all her greatest fears.

A rough hand skimmed her neck making its way up to her jaw line leaving behind goose bumps. She hated it when he touched her it made her feel repulsed. He disconnected his skin from hers and made his way around her. She could hear his slow heavy breathing in her ear.

‘’What’s the mater my dear? Not comfortable enough?’’-he laughed loud hurting her ears.

He rapidly clutched her throat from behind a smirk etched on his face.

‘’See that’s the problem you’ve never really been enough. Never pretty enough, never skinny enough, never smart enough….’’-his voice echoed in her head bringing tears to her eyes.

‘’That girl today…Lacy I believe…the one in the corridor.’’-she immediately knew whom he referred to.

‘’Blonde blue eyed and skinny all you’ll never be and will always want to be.’’-his large hands tightened around my neck while his word strangled my broken heart.

‘’Pretty isn’t she?’’-a tears rolled from my bloodshot eyes.

‘’Isn’t she?!!!’’-he screamed at the top of his lungs.

The blackness sounding was spinning so fast, the tears flowed as the blood poured on to the floor.

{ A/N: so this is how I feel, trapped in my own mind. the man in these short paragraphs ,he, is my mind. the blood and the sharp wires symbolize the blade I use against my skin and the blood that pools out.}