He is always watching

He is a tall slender man

His eyes are grey and emotionless

He wears dark jeans and a grey shirt with holes in it

He does not care what he looks like

He never takes his eyes off me

Always watching for a moment to wrench the chains

The chains

The chains that are around every inch of my body

The chains he meticulously put so when I move everything aches

The chains that don't have a lock, because they aren't meant to come off

As I talk to a friend, a trigger jumps from her mouth

The rush of adrenaline in my entire body pulses at an alarming rate

The tall slender man yanks the chains as hard as he can

The chains tighten around my brain, sending me spinning where I stand

It wraps around my neck so it gets hard to breath

I go to grab my neck, but then cry out in pain as the chains around my wrist tighten.

I am stuck, I cannot move.

He grins, never taking his eyes off me.

The chains don't loosen for quit sometime, but they finally ease up

I go home and sit on my bed and let everything out

I throw my head into a pillow, I punch and flail all over my bed

"Why are you doing this to me?!"

Shame looks at my straight in the eyes. My breath quickens and he slowly opens his mouth and smiles. Showing me his perfectly straight white teeth.

He takes a small breath in and says in a low, commanding voice, "You did this to yourself."

I lower my head in defeat. I'm exhausted, everything in me hurts.

I hear a low whisper again, 'You did this to yourself."

I take a deep breath, trying to shake his voice.

"Please stop." I beg

"You didn't." He throws at me without missing a beat. "You did this to yourself."

"I did this to myself." I finally say out loud to an empty room.