These walls are like hands slowly tightening around my neck.
I can't breathe. I'm losing air.
I'm losing myself,
and now I don't know who I am. I don't recognize anything.
I don't notice what is happening anymore.
My world is crumbling, falling to the ground.
Yet as I struggle, I'm powerless to fix it
because of the chord that binds me.
It wraps around me, squeezing the life from my body.
I can see the life vanishing before my eyes.
Day by day, that person drains away.
I miss him.
I think she would miss him too,
but how can she miss someone who she has never truly known?
When she has only known the disguise she forced on him.
The disguise which protected her,
and killed him.