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 stonesto protect myselffrom the obligations. I befriended my obnoxityand embraced every inch of curtainto cover my colours in pale purple.I kept running. I kept running till I knew I was far enoughto 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 downexpecting it would never revolt. But I am lost. I am caged and I can't help but keepbreathing dead breathesto justify my crimes. I am a murderer. I have murdered my feelings, my emotions.And to put faith in meI am the prisoner and I am the gaurd.