Crystalized Tears

Shivers rip up my back,
Bleeding marks are left.
My mouth attempts to open,
But the duct tape prevents it.
Crystalized tears drop to the floor,
They scream in my voice's place.
My hands try to struggle free of the ropes,
But they tear the skin.
I'm too young to be your prisoner,
And I haven't done anything to become your captive,
Can't you set me free?
Do you have any humanity?
Shattered voices burn the air,
Ringing in my ears like the clearist bell,
My cries of horror mean nothing,
And you lay me down in a bed,
My bloody body winces,
Every wound throbbing in pain,
My heart beats loudly,
Just like war drums sound,
You dab an acohal drinched rag on my injuries.
Confused but suddenly I completely understand,
You want me to be healthy,
So that I may be your pleasureable slave.
I yelp with every touch,
For the acohal burns to the core with each of the wounds,
I do not want this,
I do not wish to be healthy anymore,
I do not want to be a slave here,
I only want death.
My eyes are blazing with a Hell full of hatred.
I kick you in the face and break out of there,
I run and run,
Tripping here and there but get up quickly,
And I come to a cliff,
My hands finally free from the gripping ropes,
I dive into the river below.
The next thing I know,
I'm waking up in a hospital bed,
The docters ask me for my name and how I ended up on a river bank,
I search my memory for an answer.
Here it is,
I tell them every detail,
Starting from the scars on my back,
And as I tell them,
My crystalized tears return.