Stockholm Syndrome

Prologue.

Today is our anniversary,

6 Months, 3 weeks, 2 days, 1 hour and 5 minutes....
And Counting.
I'm still stuck in this place,
things have changed though,
Iv'e kind of got used to it, you know?
or maybe you don't

My life, has changed so dramatically,
I'm not sure if it's for the best or the worst really.
But definitely a big change.

For one, I can't remember what the outside world looks like,
The sun, the rain, the stars and all of that,
It may have not been that long,
but really it's different down here
You don't get anything,
all i know is cold and loneliness
The man sometimes talks to me,
sometimes his other workers are allowed to talk,
maybe a quick chat when they bring food.

With no human contact,
I'm getting depressed
My only friend, the only one i could trust being myself.
I often talk to myself now,
comforting myself here and there,
I tell myself "it will be alright"
when in my heart i'm lying.

You know, it wasn't like this before,
I was beautiful and independent,
a real bright spark,
loved by everyone,
and on that faithful evening.

Everything changed