These shackles bind me to the shadows

I very rarely say hello
And almost never say goodbye
I stay hidden in the shadows
Perhaps there I shall always stay

Tis not out of fear
Or of an anitsocial personality
Its more so my reality

My voice you can surely hear
But it is my face that you shall never see
Am I ugly
No but then to call myself beautiful
Would be rather vain

Tis not because of features
That I submit in this black world
If you hear me walking
Very closely you'll have to listen
To the clinking of chains
That bind my legs

I live in darkness
But crave the light
This cruel enslavement never ends
I am but a poor girl to some
But in the past I was not so

Because of rejection and bitterness
Were these shackels placed around my feet.
Because my heart belonged to another
He made me week
To try to break my soul

My best friend
You have turned into a monster
A powerful king you are
But your downfall will be your greed
You couldn't leave me in peace
Revenge

Oh how revenge transforms a man
You had a gentle disposition
But now I only see sadness in your eyes
Only for a moment do I see it
Before you strike my face

You ask me day after day
If I have changed my mind
I give you my answer
And the sting of the slap rings clear
Your eyes are wild
With rage

You keep me in this prison
Away from others
For if they saw what's you've done
Then they would all see the monster you have become

Here in this prison
Always in darkness
Binded by shacles
But I have done no crime

This is part of story that I

This is part of story that I am thinking about writting if you like or are interested in this please let me know.