Threat

kikikookara • 101 followers

I walk crippled up,
Eyes closed,
Heavy feet.
A Chain I drag with my feet.
My master stood before me.
Eyes piercing into mine.
The devil in his look,
And whip in his hand.
His chuckle makes his eyed pop,
As he lashes my back and face.
He always threat me of death,
If I go off.
I wish I could,
And I would. Who cares, not me. My death will be my saviour,
My hope.
As I jump out the window,
Climbing down a rope.

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