• Here I hang, suspended in air.
    By the sharp barbed wire that holds me up.
    Entangled in my body, embedded in my limbs.
    My arms and legs spread out, and I begin to bleed.
    Oh how I bleed, and I bleed because of their pull.
    With each pull of their emotions, the coils bind.
    Sharp razors sink deep into my skin.
    Tear my flesh, and it tears because of their pull.
    As their emotions flurry, the coils lash at me and tighten.
    Pulled from on side, the emotions run wild.
    With a sudden jerk from the other, another feeling rages.
    Back and forth the coils pull, and I form a dark red abyss below.
    I begin to scream, and I scream because of their pull.
    But my screams are muffled, for I am not to say a word.
    For if I do, surely these chains of mine.
    Shall pull until I am no more.
    So I hang here, with my mouth eternally sealed.
    I bleed and bleed, and I bleed till I die.
    And I die, because of their pull.