You...

She shackles you to your room
with whispers of taunts and broken promises
her voice pushes you to the edge
you find your knife and sit there crying
carving her touch from your innocent skin
your blood pools along with her voice
it gets quieter the more it leaks out
but then you skin heals and she's captured
there again, it's never ending
never calming, just more infuriating
you are geting wores but i know something
you don't know
she's only there until you let go...