Submissions by Apersson

I am captive.
I can't escape the lingering shadow of my father. His abuse, manipulation, and lies in my past, it all lies forever in my path.
Though he is dead, he still controls me through my memory of him.
My body, mind, and soul are still entangled in his sickness.
When I open my mouth to speak, my thoughts can't make it past the feeling of his hand across my face.
Forcing the air from my lungs, not in the form of words, but instead a gasp of pain.
When I wake up in the morning and try to get out of bed, I'm held in a prison of my own body, reminiscent of...