Chapter one

Its always wrong when it seems too easy, therefore you do not seek freedom or question much frightened by the slight possibility that he may slit your throat or suffocate you to the graves
Paranoid by your own words, fearing them turn into something that you would never imply.
In your heart your frightened and in your mind your scared, in your walk your limping but your strength is nowhere
To this day your tears may shed
And enough is enough, your grief will be fed.