The image I see

Is not what I want to see

Everything is blurred

Torn apart

Gone

Broken

Forever.

The screams

The yells

It hurts

It pains me

Can't they see what's happening?

He disobeys

She slowly breaks apart

Crying

The shards

Sending rips everywhere

The image tears.

They can't see

They don't know

What happens to me

Every time the door opens.

The shadows never cease to move

Even when I beg

It takes down one

And then another.

The screams go unheard

Staying confined

In what I call prison

But what can I do?

It's home.

The image I see

Is not what I want to see

Torn apart

Gone

And

Broken

Forever.

Hope you like it.

-Unwanted Poet