Tormented

A tormented soul I am. That is me. I wish that things could be different but they aren’t. I was pushed and casted aside; wrote off as dead. But don’t you understand that I’m still here ? I’m here screaming in agony but no one notices. So I lay here in torment. It hurts more at night because no one is around to save me. No one sees the evil at night. They pretend they know what’s going on but sadly they do not. I just don’t understand how vile beings can exist. Why are the most grotesque things disguised as the most beautiful ? I can’t stand to be here any longer yet I can’t move. I’m stuck in a forever loop. The kind you get stuck in when you are living your last moments. I can’t believe it’s been months and no one has noticed how my stomach grows larger and how my boobs heavier . I can’t reject the nightmarish fiend who comes to me every night . He undresses me and slips inside me. His lips are volatile and his breath rancid. He was someone that was supposed to be trusted but no one can see him for what he truly is. They are all blind . No one can save me from my doctor. And no one can help me escape from my coma. They say it’s all up to me but truly it isn’t. They don’t know that the doctor is keeping me under with drugs just for his sick pleasure. Every day I hate myself because I can’t make him stop. And every night I want to quake and shiver but I can’t. I’m dead on the outside just as I am on the in. My soul is trapped and I remain forever tormented and in my own in inferno.