The Revival Saga Part IV: Oppression

    I'm alone in my own state of mind as I lie there in silence thinking of what I wanted to say but the pain is so strong it gags and bounds me as I'm too weak to even speak, but the voices in my head are very much loud and scream to me in frustration
   " BE FREE!", " LOVE ME FOR ME!", " WHY CAN'T YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND ME?!"
 though I'm left on the outside in utter silence for you never cared about what I needed to say or how I felt so my tears are my only source of comfort as they trickle down my face with the salty bitter sweet taste, I know my own sorrow and can recognize all that you've done to me.
Every name you called me, every time you made me cover for you I wish you never were my blood 'cause to you water is thicker and you never gave a shit did you? I bet you never cared every time you watched me cry or get down on my knees and beg for you not to leave for I was scared you would never come back, but I guess that would’ve been better ‘cause during those moments I wouldn’t of want you to come back and tell me I was stupid, useless, can’t do anything right, and blame your problems all on me.
Early on I tried to be obedient to your rules as I endured your beatings and took your emotional abuse as it scars me more than any punch and any smack across my face, they may not show but the body records the feeling very well.
I'm in prison in my mind, I cannot escape these shackles, you tell me I won't amount to nothing and I won't be nothing so day by day I'm a slave to my own misery.
Everyday I tell you I can no longer live, but you want me to work till I bleed here and die, I'm living in such agony won't someone save me! on the outside I'm smiling while feigning away my pain as deep inside I'm drowning in a sea of my sorrow filled with my bitter tears that are suffocating me.
Everyday I walk on eggshells in front of an audience constantly judging me on my every move, on how I look, how I act, how I feel, and most of all who I am...