Just so you're aware, there's a brief mention of blood, but it is not related to self-harm. I hope you enjoy reading. Thank you.

Hush
Utter not a single word
Because you swallowed them all
So that you could be big
And I could lose myself a little more
Into the story you’d created
About who I really am
‘The perfect pet
Collar gleaming,
As we did dark deeds
In the shadows
You smeared blood on my face
And my eyes glittered
Drunk on your power
I never stopped to question
Why you were so deft
At control
Until you threatened
To claim
Every part of my life
And I realized
I wanted to choose
But it was too late
Your fingers
Had touched my soul
And all choice was tainted
Your mark upon me
In more ways than one
I was your ghost love
Silent, translucent
Small
Seeking to break free
Of the prison
You created for me
It burned, and I screamed
But your hold
Gradually slipped away
Until I was shackled no more
Hush
It’s my turn to speak now