Deep inside is where I now hide. I feel as though I’m moving further away from my fears, but truly I know that they are catching up to me. Kick me, punch me, shoot me, stab me. It doesn't matter; you’ve already thrown me to the ground. Deep inside is now where I hide. I hide with so much fear, so much hatred and so much pain. But I do not cry, I don’t even make a sound, I do not move, not even a hair. Stand me up I plead; if you’re going to beat me to death let me at least die in dignity, let me die at least knowing that I didn’t give. Please leave your words of pity at the door, how dare you feel pain for your kill. You let me live, but you let me live knowing that I was in your grasp. Inches from death and you just want to show me power by letting me live. I hate you.
