Glass

[dvshipper]

Hard, cold, unyielding.
All around me, in me, over me.
Can't move for the force of it.
Distorted is the world I see.

Such pleasure it once brought,
now holds me in my place.
Can't be without, addicted,
a fragile, demonic blood lace.

But for some reason or other,
I can't blame you or hate.
At the end of the day,
I'm the one who chose this fate.