Frozen by fear.
Only left with two choices.
Stay or run.
Blinded by his lies.
Fooled by his words.
I trusted him.
I believed him.
I loved him.
But my mind was smeared.
Used as paint
For the picture perfect world,
I thought was occurring,
Not created.
But that picture became black.
Forbidden.
Tied up.
Restricted.
Doors would only close,
Not open.
That picture I had fallen in love with,
Tied me up.
In a web of
Doubt.
Guilt.
Shame.
Torture.
I would try to break free,
But something kept pulling me back.
My world was tangled.
In a web
Of fear and
Reality.