To put faith in me I am the prisoner and I am the gaurd. I have had a hard time pushing away all noises. I told myself I would be handcuffed in stones to protect myself from the obligations. I befriended my obnoxity and embraced every inch of curtain to cover my colours in pale purple. I kept running. I kept running till I knew I was far enough to ever get caught. But I couldn't escape. I couldn't hide. Because it was right inside of me. It was a part of me. Which I kept pushing down expecting it would never revolt. But I am lost. I am caged and I can't help but keep breathing dead breathes to justify my crimes. I am a murderer. I have murdered my feelings, my emotions. And to put faith in me I am the prisoner and I am the gaurd.