My hands are tied... My body bruised, he's got me with... Nothing to win and nothing left to lose

I can't hold on any longer
These feelings keep growing stronger
echoes that deafen the mind
will bury my voice in their wake

Caught in a web,
removed from the world
hanging on by a thread;
spinning the lies devised in my head

Will you please read and comment on my newest poem, "Real eyes realize real lies"?

*the beast that dreams about how it would be the beauty*