AN: This is my original work, please no plagiarism, and I am not suicidal in any way.
Prisoner
He keeps me here, locked up
I am broken.
He chains me, he hates me
Although the he that keeps me here,
is only my mind.
I am only a captive
I mean nothing. . .
The dirt.
The grime.
Suppose that one day I'm free
One day I escape from myself
No longer a hostage of my own psyche
But no, I'm still prisoner
Two sides conflicting in battle
The evil one wins
He won't ever let me go.