With intentions that burn like a fire, he stalks through her life as an overcastted shadow. One that only shows itself when enforcing burdens. The emotions that coarse through her veins turn red with fury, only it never subsides. It gathers up, screaming from inside of her. She can’t escape the darkness. He doesn’t see, he doesn’t know, he only causes hurt. She finds herself thinking of malice things. The hatred overpowers everything worth living for. Not knowing what to turn to. What to thrive off of between the periods of deep sadness. The light has abandoned her. It hardly ever seems to come around anymore. As she falls deeper and deeper in to a hole of despair she cries. She is alive but not living. She goes about actions as a routine that she has followed so many times. She wishes to break away but cannot find another hand to grasp in the shadows place. An unhealthy connection decays between them as days pass by. Fear of confronting her demons she complies with demands that go against her will. Alone she sits and lets rage consume her. Until darkness covers her heart. Punctured and torn at there is nothing left of her but the silhouette that can be seen by eyes too blind to see the pain. She is forever trapped in a cage of sorrow. Forever bound to the hatred within herself. Until she finds the strength to save herself, the shadows will forever cloud her happiness.