Tortured,
Caged,
Broken.
These define me.
What I am,
Who I am.
These three words are my life.
Tortured:
Chained,
Burned,
Beaten.
Transformed into the monster
I am today.
Caged:
Forced to watch as others die,
as others bleed before me.
Forced to enjoy it,
to need it,
to crave it.
Broken:
Finally beaten,
caged,
and tortured until I am mad,
unable to reason,
only after the blood they want me to spill.
Now I have finally become what they want me to be,
what animal I tried so hard to fight,
for so long.
Now,
only thoughts of murder,
of the river o blood,
of the light as it leaves their eyes,
consumes me.
Three words,
translated to action created me,
the epitome of scum.
