Here is another story for Madison’s Friday Fictioneer group.
Feedback, constructive criticism, is most welcome.
My heart is restless and my limbs are stuck, stuck like a fool.
“Get out, before it gets you”
The voices in my head are getting louder and louder, but I still can’t move.
The more I struggle, more tangled I am left, with time, my life seems doomed.
There is no escape from this, I had it coming my way, falling for someone like you.
I am stuck in your lies, held down by own my anger and pain,
No matter, what I do, even after years, your thoughts are driving me insane.
I am so stuck, stuck on you!