stockholm syndrome

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You used to love me
No, did you love me?
It doesn't seem so today
Let me be free
For I crave freedom
The thing that keeps me going
To be freed from your grasp
From your cold hands brusing my skin
You are my daemon
You point the flaws out to show
To hurt
To pry
To show
My
Soul
Is
Dead.
What is being human if you have no free will?
What is being human like?
Would you know
Would it kill you to be
Someone like us
Who cares
Who loves and knows who they are?
You are the one fueling my pain
Like its normal
To feed us pain
And yell and scream
Till our ears
    Fall
         Off.
Till our shadows
          Stalk
                  No
      More?
Till our darlings
     Hurt
    Us
             Through
                             And
Through?
Though you hurt me,
I am still around
I have no drapetomani
I will stay till I can run away
Till I can run
Far
   Far
       Far
            Far
Far away

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