I was your prisoner for years. You held me captive. I lived in fear. And it wasn’t until I was older that I realized how fucked up the whole situation really was. Thank God I got away. Thank God I did not stay.
poetry and deep truths; welcome to my madness
I was your prisoner for years. You held me captive. I lived in fear. And it wasn’t until I was older that I realized how fucked up the whole situation really was. Thank God I got away. Thank God I did not stay.