Without

Walking slowly turning quickly
fears floating always shifting
drenched in sweat throat
clenched in fear
the nightmares here
are always real.

Thought I ran
somehow hid
got away from
these foul fears
but here i stand
corrected and shamed
constant tears
stain my name.

Louder now
accusations
ring the air
clouded with
your bitter cure.
Silence still
oppressive, stronger
choices of mine
simple no longer.

Only sense that
I can make
is for my own
life to take
yet forbidden
am i to right
these wrongs
and must live and
somehow carry on.