Defeated.

You tell me you love me.
You force me to do what you say.
If I don’t, you make me do what you say.
I tell you, I can’t live like this.
You say there’s no other life.
I try to run away, but you always catch me.
This is where you belong, you say.
I say, I decide where I belong.
No, you don’t, you say.
I shake my head, wringing my arm away
from your tight grip.
But it does gets tighter.
One by one, they come down.
Each harder than the other.
Each faster than the other.
Each leaving a mark.
You are finally done, and walk away.
Leaving me in one corner.
Defeated.