Russel is an aspiring creative writer specializing in making cute and cruel stories. Seeking to portray the contents of his delusions.
He was a great man.
At such a young age,
He figured what he wants;
And started to make his own path
He was doing well.
Had a couple of friends,
A clear way to path to,
And tools to carve his way through
He was about to reach it.
It's one step away
Yet he slipped out,
Found his legs anchored
He turned around.
Immediately, he saw his guardians,
He then started tearing up
Not because he wanted comfort;
But because he's filled with hatred.
There are many people around him
Yet those who have nurtured,
And fed him were the ones who betrayed him
He was then dragged away,
Stripped of freedom,
There's nothing he could do,
He's brought down and shackled.
He was kept in a cage
Like a dog; imprisoned,
Vouching to be set free
He was screaming loudly
Once, he tried to escape.
But the words of his masters pulled him down
Once, he called for help.
But there was no one to see
Twice, he tried to accept.
That he will never get to smile again
And Thrice, he attempted to kill himself!
But he cower against the waiting pain!
At last, a word came out of his mouth
"Why?" he said.
"You shouldn't," they said.
He was never himself in the first place
© 2021 Cresscobalt
manatita44 from london on March 11, 2021:
Shackled indeed! Much Love.