Him and I

"Shackled and chained forever enslaved"

Why? Why can't I escape? No matter how many times I try, I always find myself back here again. This place that's my hell and his heaven. Why me of all people? Not an ounce of freedom. He devours my every hope of escaping and takes enjoyment in it. He holds my life in his hands and takes pleasure in toying with it. Just what am I to him? His personal toy? His entertaining slave? I no longer have the will to fight back. Shackled and chained forever enslaved. My every scream over ruled by his laughter of enjoyment. Freedom, hope. Give me a break, dreams crushed. How long? How long will I last in this pitiful hell. No matter how much I plead and begged he continues his enjoyment of torturing my soul. His twisted sick humor has driven me mad. All my life he has been toying with me, taking all my happiness away from me. My family, friends, even my home. He took everything from me. Leaving me broken and lost. All my energy drains from my body, forever forgotten. Lost in the abyss of hell. Broken, soulless, shackled shell is all that remains of me. When will this end? How long till I can be free once more?
Lushest greenery, warm breeze against my cheeks. That is all that remains in my empty, broken shell of a body. The only dream left waiting to be snatched away from me. The smell of flowers, the soft warm sunshine covering every inch of my body. The feel of silk on my bare skin, the smoothness of my skin underwater. All of it feels so real yet so far away from me. A boy. There is a boy across the bridge over the water. Waiting. Waiting for the call to sink its fangs in this dream of mine and suck every drop of it out of me. Out of my body. Out of my mind. To bring me back to reality of there is no dream, no future, and no happiness allowed. Not for me anyways. The same boy sent from him. The same boy that takes away all my dreams from my body. To rid of them, to lock them away. Far far away from me, given to someone else, these dreams of mine. Or..... is he here to help me? Is he here to help me escape from this hellish place? Feathers fly around me as I stare deep into his gaze. The gentleness of his gaze, the long outstretch of his white wings. Is he here for me? Am I ready to go? I'm free now? Or is it punishment instead of freedom? Punished for dreaming such a wonderful dream. With every step this person makes sunshine beams around him. He couldn't have sent this person to steal my dreams away. He bares no fangs for he bares wings instead. An angel, not a demon. This person couldn't be one of his dream demons. For he reaches a hand out to me, to help me. Im afraid, afraid of the unknown, for the unknown judgment that awaits me if I do not take his hand. Once more feathers surrounds me, surrounds him, us. This persons hand is soft and smooth yet firm as it grips my hand. Gently, he helps me up. At first my body gives in and he catches me, resting on his forearm. My body feels like lead then soon feels light like a feather. His mouth moves as it forms words, his voice is deep with gentleness wrapping around the deepness of his voice. He helped me up once more and I was able to gain balance. Feathers appear for the third time. From where I do not know. As the feathers slowly fall to the ground he speaks to me, "You'll get used to them in a bit." Them? He smiles and starts walking away, still having a hold on my hand. His wings on his back, folded neatly. Shrouded by the light surrounding them. Them... as in wings. The soft ticklish feeling on my back, the lightness of my steps as we slowly make our way across the bridge to the beautiful trees and flowers that glow brightly, the sound of rushing water underneath the bridge. Everything feels so calm and welcoming. Gentle and sweet. The soft warmth above my head, the tenderness of the wings on my back, his firm grasp on my hand as he leads me, and the warmth that welcomes me on the other side of this bridge. They all call for me to come, run from him, run from the hellish place, the chains, the dream demons. All at once it all vanished as soon as my feet landed on the land on the other side of the bridge, engulfed by the bright light and vanish from the world. To never awake from this endless dream again.