Constant.

It is what I am.

Unbending, unwilling to give over,
I won't give an iota of space.
I will fight with every breath in my chest.
Until my blood runs the rivers red.

I am as constant as the northern star.
That I have made my choice.

This hurts you.
I deal in pain.

You say this is unfair.
You drive me insane.

Why do I refuse to help you?
Because you are beyond hope.

Why kill myself,
only to let you make me suffer?

The ties that bond are slowly strangling me.
I've held on for too long.
(I fear I may never break free)

I don't want to see
I don't want to hear
I don't want to feel
I don't want to speak

I want to go away.

Bent against my will, favours for the friends

Constant is what I'd love to be.
too bad I'm

Unsteady.