He traps me like a prisoner.
Never lets me see the light.
Never lets me go.
He keeps me up at night.
Numbness runs through my veins when he's around.
He's got me locked in chains and I can't break free.
He's got his control pushed into my mind.
He is so close to just killing me.
He beats me constantly and drives everyone away.
He locks me away in my cell, whom size is so small.
I can't barely move or breathe.
The chains bury deep in my body, and he doesn't care at all.
Yes he's like a needle constantly poking into my flesh.
I barely get fed and no-one comes to see me.
My heart is constantly sore and my eyes always so red.
Everyday I try and escape, I search around for a key.
My attempts are worthless just like myself.
The light keeps dimming and my hope is fading.
He leaves me a noose close by.
Suicide is something I've been contemplating.
But I won't because I know that's what he wants.
The sick man only tightens his chains every time he comes around.
I thrash and scream for help but no-one hears me.
He eventually gagged me so I can't make a sound.
Now I lay here empty, dying, and broken on this cold, dark, stone floor.
I won't give up just yet though, I can't.
He's a snake tightening his grip.
My heart is wilted just like a dying plant.
He can't keep me prisoner forever.
I will fight my way out.
I will tear these chains away and turn on the light.
I will no longer be a victim to his doubt.
This man, the in prisoner, once told me his name.
He came forward one day and whispered it low.
"My name is depression."
That's when I knew I couldn't tell him no.
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Painful Poem depression
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