Irises shrink
Sun too bright
Thought process shut down
Frightened pleas to stop now
Never manage to leave my lips
Watching but not quite seeing
Hands splayed on the
Dirty carpet floor
Not soft
Breaths are shallow
Sharp pains fade instantly
Not warm not cold numbness
The only thing moving rapidly is
Frantic heart beating loud now
Ears full of static
Full of what?
Kind words
Craving sweet lies
Permanently wipe them away
The ground is not comfortable
No signs of it stopping soon
I want to leave now
I can not scream
Must not fight
It's scary
My mouth feels
Full of cotton, maybe
The seconds on the clock
Give me no indication of time
Has it been three hours?
The sunlight is still
Piercing my eyes
Too bright
Short ragged breath
Can't get enough air
My patience runs thin now
But I can't do anything rash
I am overpowered, I am
Too tired to fight
It was planned
My energy
Was all drained
A few hours ago
Yet I was too foolish
Despite the warning signs, I leapt
Without thinking too much now
I hate that I'm
At your mercy
Go away
I struggle to
Seek a way out
My mind has odd priorities
I have not eaten much today
Food's what I want now
Though it's kinda strange
I have realized
I know
How to escape
It's all so simple
I have to play dead
Or near dead. That's good enough
Once I'm out of here
I won't come back
I'll leave here
I'll forget
With exaggerated shakes
And many grand theatrics
They believe my convincing lies
I struggle to regain full control
Of my weary heavy limbs
Maybe I wasn't lying
Mind and body
Aren't synced
Once I can
Once I can leave
Once I am finally free
I can pretend that this never
Wipe the entire hard drive
I'll go far away
I never want
To feel
This way again
So I feel relieved
When you finally let go
And I walk alone towards safety
I refuse to turn around
To acknowledge you
I hate
Those harsh hands
That left my arms
Splotchy purple red and blue
That left my body aching and
Sore for weeks after you
Tried to break me
Congrats on that
Thank you
For breaking my trust
Don't worry. I promise
That I will forget everything
My specialty is to forget feeling
Then again perhaps I am
A little bit better at
bottling things up
Until they
e x p l o d e
But only time
Will tell
Whether I can
Keep quiet
Or if instead
I decide
That I feel
Like Screaming