You're my life

Can you hear or say this by or to someone
May be in dreams it's easier.
And by the day, not possible

Remember the nightmare, that was real. Waking up in strange attarite and it was raining heavily. Parents weren't themselves and I was sold out to unknown gang for money cause I didn't wanted to get married at that age. I said out my mother was having multiple affairs which were true, I was abducted and punished as for like mother must be, the daughter. Woel got dragged into along me like revenge. They all unseen that and my cry for help.
I found out soon in realization I live in hell.

My brothers all were gone like the wind.
The ones are left looks familiar but are different selves. The vampires were even clueless who are they. They weren't from hell, couldn't be called as from heaven. Not mortal. Unidentified. With identities. Only knows main priority, lust.

I fell in the pit whole again like Alice only Alice never met me. I am that lost rabbit. Halfly not sane anymore. Sleep is my narcolepsy singlet and band plays like entertainment in head when I try to escape away the scene.
I hear distance screams of little boys and girls and adult laughter. Life is good, life is good they all cheer at that time. Being is the only thing that let Woel let go away and gather in my sense. Every bang I believe it's just a day which is not mine.

Replaced and damaged, the fury burns so light, they won't know when did I runway with my soul when they though I am just a pet.
Love is a cross in your head, a truma infected, like laughter of sinners.
Even saints stall around talking about with admmiting admiration and how you can fly, those extra bullshit.

Love is a lie.
The person I loved my life, wasn't real.
It was just the idea of him.
Kept me.
I kept me.
Nobody else.