There's a prisoner in my head
I hear her tiny screams in the silence of the night
When everybody's asleep she's fighting off her frights
She's suffocating in the midst of my dark thoughts
Suffering throughout the everlasting storms in my head.
She tries to rewrite the words on the dull walls of my skull
But the creatures hurt her. They stab her.
Leaving her in the dark
She has wounds and scars and blisters
From all the times I beat myself up
She's  hanging on a tiny little string
Holding on....and not giving up
Finally when the day is over and I am calm she whispers
'Please help me out? '
I shrug my shoulders in regret. I don't know how. I don't know how she even got locked in there.
Hearing her voice, the prisoner was no longer was a stranger
But was now familiar
Someone well known from before
The prisoner in my head is a little girl
One that holds a bright light in her
The little girl is me
The little me who'd smile and brighten up the mood
She tries to keep that last bit of fire I have left
No matter how tired
When more darkness continues to devour small parts of me
She fights and grabs on
She's willing to go deep lengths
This prisoner in my mind
She knows I'm still in there
So she'll spend all her time
Searching for the find.\n\nAme L

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