..Rapunzel’s Hell..

I walk away from the shadow

There it stands, tall and elegant
The elegance for me has worn off
Now all it is to me, is a dark fortress
In there lie a lot of bad memories
Memories that torture the soul
They burn my skin, the bruises evident
The belt snapping the silence
The twig under my foot snaps
Bringing me back to reality
How cruel could mankind be
The child that died there lived in me
The memory of getting hurt
Of getting beaten and used
I try to walk away from that shadow
It follows and pierces my dreams
Burning eyes, wake the unknown
I drag my eyes away from the storm
I don’t know is it in my heart
Or is it for real, 
It was the blood that flowed.