Bound

Girls like them are expected to dance to the tune of evil.

To smile with the taste of souls in their veins and vengeance in their hearts.

To feed the ghosts and the monsters within them.

Discarded by the world and hidden in a maze of twisted creatures, I'm barely holding into my sanity, trapped between the past and the present.

Between good and evil.

Until one day I no longer recognize myself or them.

He says he can see beyond the evil that I am. But it's not him that my madness prevails for or HIM.

Because I'm starting to hear their tune, dancing to destruction and chaos.