chocking the small veins of my hands
pulling and stretching
bones and ligaments until it reaches to a painful end.
This much power over my body
slowly, i catch sight of conspicuous bones and spurts of blood.
Despite the agonizing tear of my bones
i continue on.
These shackles are unforgiving
for when i ask
when will you cease to end?
It does not tell me,
and so i continue on.
At this moment,
the torture is unbearable,
worse than the second before,
but i continue to resist,
for i am farther from where i was before.
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