Just a Pawn March 4 2011

All that I am is twisted into knotts, my chest is heavy, I can't breath. I am being smothered by my own fears, somebody please come set me free. Wishing I was free from the voices in my head, and the constant screaming in my ears. I pray for just a moment of silence, to make them magically disappear. It's always busy upstairs, there is never a dull moment. There is constant movement from sun up to sun down, and my sanity has all been spent. There's nothing left but the voices I hear, my insanity has all control. I'm just a pawn in a never ending game, all of it is eating away at my soul. I feel tied down by leather straps, with there many commands I must follow. Held capative by my own mental defects, hold back all emotions don't ever let them show.