[Tyr Zalo Hawk]: 712.Random.NotListening

"To hell with your shit!" I screamed, hoping he'd somehow heard me through thick wall that seperated us. "Why me?! What in the world did I ever do to you... to ANYONE?!" But I knew it was all just a fruitless venture in the spiraling chasm I had been placed into. He knew why I was there. He knew everything about me... and yet he had put me there on purpose for crimes I couldn't commit.
No matter how hard I would shout into the darkness, no matter how many times I thrashed at the chains around me and no matter what I could help him do, he wouldn't let me go. He still hasn't, and I can't figure out why not. I'm still his prisoner. I'm just a thing in his possession that he uses as he sees fit. Just a pathetic nothing who he only feeds because on the outside, someone cares for me. He cares for me too... I think.
Out there, I know they care about me. He lets their voices come through to me, the images of their smiling faces appearing in those moments when he lets me out for air, but I'm still chained so he can yank me back inside whenever he needs. I'm hidden... but they still know I'm in here and they want to see me.
"I want to see them! They need me!!" I remember shouting that so many times. So many time that my voice died out completely for the next two weeks. But when I got it back I just hollered again... hoping this time he'd be listening to me. He never was... never has been and probably never will, but I kept on at it anyways until I finally gave up on him listening.
He's an idiot anyways. He used to listen to me, and then we were both happy; we both enjoyed our life. But then he suddenly decided I couldn't be trusted anymore, and here I am. Locked away in this trash hole he's let my home become. I can't do anything about it either...
Because a conscience can't clean up a mind that won't listen.


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