I were the blame like a heavy coat, while he stands there choking my throat. "why did you do that?!" "why did you chime?!" his hand cut through like a electric line. I don't talk I didn't speak like a parrot crossing its beak. the shadows grow bigger every day but I still come back everyday. arms are bruised knees are weak try to pass it through with a cheep. the rocks have grown more and more, it's like I'm living alone. when I try to retreat they say I dig gold but I'd rather be alone. he snapped my neck turned it around he said I must be something unbound. flowers lay on the ground he stands there looking proud while I got buried underground.