a call for help

icy steel that binds me
the inky abyss that blocks me
winds that whimper and whisper
calling loud and soft
moon that morphs in a constant change
ever moving as skies twinkle glitter and glow
i see the evil in desquies
days in days out the most of it used to be
which isn't fully the reminder of the past
how easily it crippled me
those dark eyes and good looks
the smells of sweetness and all but knowing
the darkness and cruelty that awaited
loved you for what i thought u were till your true intentions appeared
showed me the demonic creature you really are
and then it turned into normal fears as i slowly took control over it
and now it weavers and wavers between two things that chain me
maybe three...and should do i... is there reasons
should i let the darkness take me, the chains fold me and bind me
crippling me as i utter no sound but plead with my eyes but all u see is a blank canvas
or the invisible bars that cage me and entrap me making me wanna fight at all cost
but losing not gaining ground as i look into the mirrors as they shatter
drawing in each jagged jarring breathe needing the embrace and touch
but shutting down and away as i look normal to you and you never question less you know me