Fighting,
not to survive,
but to escape my fate,
the pain,
the agony,
the torment,
fighting for the escape I want,
not the one I’ll get,
I want to be free,
not stuck here,
not working for him,
not for anything,
so I breathe it in,
no more fighting,
take it down,
let it smother me,
choking me,
for I am winning my freedom,
but not,
my escape,
for it’s cold dead eyes,
see me…



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