you held me as your prisoner when my toxic master planted you deep inside me. He nourished you and watered you to grow. You were the one who didn’t allow me to clear up my thoughts to differentiate right from wrong. You wouldn’t let me see the light. You’ve sent me nothing but storms and rain to keep me hidden hidden in the ‘safe’...
I’m talking to you from the surface where it’s sunny and beautiful. I’m talking to you from the place where it’s my time to run wild. I’m talking to you because I want you to know I’m happy. I’m happy because
you held me as your prisoner every time anxiety locked me up. You were the one who fed me with suicidal thoughts with thoughts of hurting myself. You were the one telling me I can’t make it. You were the evil whisper in my ear telling me I’m not good enough.
you held me as your prisoner every time I tried to step out. Every time I tried to go out and talk to people, you pulled me by my hair, making me scream in pain and because I was trying ... Trying to fight you.